FROM   THE  LIBRARY  OF 
REV.   LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON,  D.  D. 

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SOCIAL    HYMN-BOOK; 


CONSISTING    OF 


PSALMS    AND    HYMNS 


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PRIVATE    DEVOTION 


BOSTON: 
JAxMES    MUNROE    AND    COMPANY. 


1843 


Entered,  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1813, 

Br  James  Munroe  and  Company, 

In  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  of  Massachusetts. 


STEREOTYPED  AT  THE 
BOSTON  TVPE  AND  STEREOTYPE  FD['M)P.V. 


PREFACE. 


The  suggestions  of  esteemed  religious  friends,  accord- 
ing with  my  own  feelings,  have  induced  me  to  make  this 
collection  of  Psalms  and  Hymns. 

Its  humbler  form  renders  it  unnecessary  for  me  to  dis- 
claim the  desire  that  it  may  come  into  competition,  or 
comparison,  with  either  of  the  excellent  collections  now 
in  use  in  our  churches.  It  is  designed  to  supply  the 
want,  which  is  believed  to  be  increasing,  of  a  small  and 
cheap  hymn-book  for  vestry  meetings,  and  for  parishes 
that  are  unable  to  procure  more  expensive   collections. 

But,  while  my  purpose  has  been  to  prepare  a  small 
volume,  I  have  endeavored  to  make  it  valuable  by  filling 
it  with  the  choicest  and  most  devotional  sacred  lyrics. 
If  the  experience  of  others  has  been  similar  to  my  own, 
they  have  usually  found  that  in  proportion  to  the  large- 
ness of  the  number  of  hymns  in  a  collection,  has  been 
the  difficulty  of  selecting  such  as  are  unexceptionable. 
Indeed,  it  is  a  frequent  remark  amongst  the  clergy,  that, 
out  of  many  hundreds  which  swell  the  size  of  ordinary 
hymn-books,  they  are  accustomed  to  confine  their  selec- 
tion to  a  much  smaller  number,  and  wholly  to  reject 
many,  as  unsuitable  to  be  read  from  the  pulpit. 

For  this  reason,  it  has  seemed  to  me  that  the  diminutive 
size  of  the  present  collection  might  be  deemed  rather  a 
merit  than  a  defect,  if  the  hymns  should  be  found  to 
have  been  judiciously  selected.  That  this  praise  will  be 
generally  awarded,  whilst  the  tastes  and  associations  of 
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IV  PREFACE. 

readers  are  so  various,  it  would  be  presumptuous  to  ex- 
pect. And  yet  I  am  more  afraid  that  some  will  miss 
here  one  and  another  of  their  favorite  hymns,  than  that 
they  will  find  many  that  are  unworthy  of  their  approval. 

In  common  with  nearly  all  modern  compilers  of 
hymns,  I  have  been  principally  indebted  to  Watts  and 
Doddridge,  whose  productions  are  unrivalled  in  this  de- 
partment of  poetry.  To  the  beautiful  effusions  of  Wesley 
and  Bowring,  which  give  a  charm  to  the  admired  hymn- 
book  of  Dr.  Greenwood,  I  have  added  several  others 
from  the  same  authors,  which  have  not  been  introduced 
into  any  collection  \»ith  which  I  am  acquainted. 

About  twenty  hymns  in  this  volume,  bearing  the  title 
of  Ancient  Hymns,  will  be  new  to  most  readers,  but,  I 
feel  confident,  will  be  esteemed  a  valuable  acquisition.  I 
have  taken  them  from  Bishop  Mant's  version  of  Ancient 
Hymns  from  the  Roman  Breviary,  making  no  other  altera- 
tions, than  such  as  seemed  to  me  indispensable  to  adapt 
them  to  the  taste  and  sentiments  of  my  fellow-Christians. 

I  now  submit  this  book  to  the  friends  who  have  desired 
me  to  prepare  it,  and  to  all  others  who  may  use  it,  with 
the  devout  hope  that  they  may  find  in  its  hymns  expres- 
sion and  excitement  for  those  holy  emotions  which  make 
the  worship  of  our  Father  acceptable  to  Him,  as  well 
as  improving  and  joyous  to  the  spirits  of  his  children  — 
whether  they  seek  Him  in  the  closet,  with  the  family,  or 
with  the  assembly  of  the  saints. 

CHAM)LER   ROBB1NS. 

N.  B.  —  A  Selection  of  Sacred  Music  will  be  found  at 
the  close  of  the  hymns. 

Boston,  March  20,  1843. 


INDEX  OF   FIRST   LINES. 


A.  Hymn. 

According  to  thy  gracious  word, 290 

A  charge  to  keep  I  have, 127 

Afflicted  saint,  to  God  draw  near ; 81 

Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 25 

Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light, 34 

Ah,  why  did  I  so  late  thee  know, 187 

All  hail,  mysterious  King  ! 92 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 117 

All  nature  feels  attractive  power, 287 

All-powerful,  self-existent  God, 67 

Almighty  Maker,  God, 24 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 142 

And  now,  my  soul,  another  year 337 

Angels,  roll  the  rock  away  ; 115 

Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  ! 123 

A  soldier's  course  from  battles  won, 140 

As  the  sweet  flower  which  scents  the  morn, 343 

Author  of  good,  we  rest  on  thee  : 205 

Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 257 

B. 

Before  thy  mercy's  throne, 206 

Behold  th'  amazing  sight  — 110 

Behold,  the  blind  their  sight  receive  ! 102 

Behold  the  man  !    How  glorious  he  ! Ill 

Behold  the  Prince  of  Peace, 93 

Behold  where,  breathing  love  divine, 318 

Behold,  where,  in  a  mortal  form, 104 

Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 242 

Be  still,  my  heart !  these  anxious  cares 152 

"  Blest  are  the  meek,"  He  said, 149 

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VI  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Hymn. 

Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 156 

Blest  day  of  God  !  most  calm,  most  bright ! 31 

Blest  Spirit,  Source  of  grace  divine, 218 

Blest  with  unearthly  bliss  were  they 269 

Bread  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed, , » .  .296 

Bright  Source  of  intellectual  rays, 39 

Bright  the  vision  that  delighted 44 

By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 300 

C. 

Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night, V4 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 175 

"  Come,  all  ye  souls  by  sin  oppressed," 18:) 

Come,  and  let  us  sweetly  join    279 

Come,  blessed  Spirit,  Source  of  light,  . . . .  » 38 

Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove,.  t 214 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove,. 18 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord, , 283 

Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 118 

"  Come,"  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 101 

Come  the  rich,  and  come  the  poor, 12 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King  ! 5 

Come  to  the  house  of  prayer, 1 

Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 129 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 15 

D. 

Do  not  1  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ? 136 

E. 

Early,  my  God,  without  delay, 13 

Ere  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime, 69 

Eternal  and  immortal  King, 59 

Eternal  God,  almighty  Cause 55 

Eternal  Source  of  life  and  light, 16 

Eternal  Source  of  life  and  thought, 20 

Ever  sounds  with  holy  hymns 275 

F. 

Far  from  the  world,  O  Lord,  1  flee, 151 

Far  from  thy  servants,  God  of  grace, 286 

Father  and  Friend,  thy  light,  thy  love 62 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  VU 

Hymn. 

Father  of  all,  from  whom  we  trace 270 

Father  of  me  and  all  mankind, 21 

Father  of  our  feeble  race, 9 

Father,  thy  paternal  care 260 

Father,  to  thy  kind  love  we  owe 66 

Father,  united  by  thy  grace, 278 

For  all  thy  saints,  O  God, 155 

Forgive  us,  for  thy  mercy's  sake  ; 207 

Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky, 7 

Fountain  of  all-sufficient  bliss, 215 

From  earliest  dawn  of  life, 304 

From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 310 

From  the  table  now  retiring, 295 

From  year  to  year  in  love  we  meet ; 309 

G. 

Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 121 

Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears  ; 144 

"  Give  us  room,  that  we  may  dwell," 312 

Giver  of  peace  and  unity, 282 

Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 138 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 262 

God  in  his  temple  condescends 26 

God  is  the  Refuge  of  his  saints 158 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 73 

God  of  eternity,  from  thee 244 

God  of  love,  we  look  to  thee  ; 277 

God  of  my  life,  through  all  its  days 56 

God  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  power 82 

God,  who  is  just  and  kind, ^198 

Go  to  dark  Gethsemane, 105 

Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime, 359 

Great  Former  of  this  various  frame, 61 

Great  God,  at  thy  command 350 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 46 

Great  God,  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 60 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 332 

Great  Lord,  thy  miracles  perform 222 

Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame, 85 

Great  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies, 328 

Great  Source  of  life  and  light, 213 

Great  Source  of  unexhausted  good, 83 


Vlll  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Hymn. 

Green  pastures  and  clear  streams, 116 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 184 

H. 

Hail,  Savior  !  thou  the  heart's  delight ; 133 

Hail  to  the  Sabbath  day  !  — 30 

Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast, 150 

Hark,  my  soul  !  it  is  the  Lord  ; S€ 

Hark,  the  glad  sound,  the  Savior  comes, 91 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy, 114 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims 245 

He  dies  !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ! < 109 

Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, <.<....««..  276 

Here,  in  the  broken  bread, 21)1 

Here  to  the  high  and  Holy  One 323 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 50 

Hosanna  to  the  Prince  of  light, 112 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet, 96 

How  beautiful  the  sight 145 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  ! 240 

How  gentle  God's  commands  ! 80 

How  good  and  pleasant  is  the  sight, 273 

How  large  the  promise,  how  divine, 299 

How  long  shall  dreams  of  creature-bliss 228 

How  pleased  and  blest  was  I., 14 

How  rich  thy  gifts,  almighty  King  ! 327 

How  shall  we  praise  thee,  Lord  of  light ! 27 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound 100 

I. 

If  death  my  friend  and  me  divide, 250 

If,  listening,  as  I  listen  still, 178 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 346 

I  want  a  principle  within 164 

I  want  the  spirit  of  power  within, 191 

1  would  not  live  alway  ;  I  ask  not  to  stay 237 

Imposture  shrinks  from  light, 37 

Inclement  Winter's  icy  hand 347 

In  glad  amazement,  Lord,  I  stand, 52 

In  Israel's  fane,  by  silent  night, 301 

In  Judah's  rugged  wilderness, 97 

In  pleasant  lands  have  fallen  the  lines 325 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  IX 

Hymn. 

In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 259 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 124 

In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth, 302 

In  the  sun,  and  moon,  and  stars, 255 

In  vain  I  trace  creation  o'er, 168 

In  vain  the  erring  world  inquires, 181 

In  vain  the  giddy  world  inquires, 339 

Is  this  a  fast  for  me  ? 330 

J. 

Jehovah  God,  thy  gracious  power 86 

Jerusalem  !  my  happy  home  ! 252 

Jesus,  and  can  it  ever  be, 137 

Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name  ; 168 

Jesus  is  gone  above  the  skies, 293 

Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul, 167 

Join,  all  ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 35 

L. 

Laborers  of  Christ,  arise, 311 

Leader  of  Israel's  host,  and  Guide 210 

Let  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 41 

Let  me  but  hear  my  Savior  say, 174 

Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise, 42 

Let  party  names  no  more, 146 

Let  us  join,  as  God  commands, 280 

Lift  up  your  heads,  eternal  gates  ; 157 

Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain, 234 

Lo,  God  is  here  !  let  us  adore,  . . .  Jk 2 

Lo,  what  an  entertaining  sight 285 

Lord,  I  believe  a  rest  remains 201 

Lord,  I  believe  ;  thy  power  I  own; 179 

Lord,  I  hear  thy  gracious  voice 211 

Lord,  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 8 

Lord,  in  the  unbeginning  years, 75 

Lord  Jesus,  come  ;  for  here 125 

Lord,  lead  my  heart  to  learn ; 307 

Lord,  my  God,  I  long  to  know,  — 229 

Lord  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  our  vows, 29 

Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright, 22 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through ; 63 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, 17 


X  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

M.  Hymn. 

Mistaken  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven, 172 

Most  gracious  God,  reveal 185 

Mv  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord, 103 

My  Father,  let  me  hear  thy  voice 231 

My  God,  1  thank  thee  !  may  no  thought 153 

My  God,  my  everlasting  Hope, 341 

My  God,  my  Strength,  my  Hope, 225 

My  God,  thy  boundless  love  I  praise  : 70 

My  gracious  Lord,  whose  changeless  love 23 

My  Helper,  God  !  1  bless  his  name  : 333 

My  Maker  and  my  King,. 53 

Mysterious  are  the  ways  of  God, 88 

N. 

Nature's  God,  all-ruling  Power, 268 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 134 

Not  with  terror  do  we  meet 294 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song  ! 99 

O. 

O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 71 

O,  bow  thine  ear,  Eternil  One  ! 320 

O,  cease,  my  wandering  soul, 183 

O,  come,  and  let  th'  assembly  all 271 

O,  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing, 10 

O,  draw  me,  Father,  after  thee ; 193 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God ! 177 

O  for  a  glance  of  hea^nly  day, 223 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 194 

O  for  a  prophet's  fire, 289 

O  God,  mi:ie  inmost  soul  convert, 2o3 

O  God,  my  sins  are  manifold  ;. 169 

O  God,  thou  art  my  God  alone  ; 203 

O  God,  unchangeable  thou  art, 220 

O  God,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 43 

O  God,  whose  dread  and  dazzling  brow, 6 

O  God,  whose  presence  glows  in  all 324 

O,  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 284 

O,  happy  is  the  man  who  hears 17b 

O  happy  soul,  that  lives  on  high, 147 

O,  help  us,  Lord  ;  each  hour  of  need 208 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  XI 

Hymn. 

O,  here,  if  ever,  God  oflove, 292 

O,  how  can  they  look  up  to  Heaven, 317 

O,  in  the  morn  of  life,  when  youth 305 

O,  it  is  joy  in  one  to  meet 274 

O,  lead  me  to  that  happy  path 241 

O,  let  my  trembling  soul  be  still, 87 

O  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told 326 

O  my  soul,  unceasing  pray; 217 

O  Spirit  of  the  living  God, 315 

O  that  my  heart  was  right  with  thee, 197 

O,  there's  a  better  world  on  high ; 354 

O  thou,  in  whom  the  weary  rind 199 

O  thou  that  hear'st  when  sinners  cry, 227 

O  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 216 

O  thou,  whose  own  vast  temple  stands, 322 

O  thou  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds  presides,.  ..192 

O,  'tis  a  scene  the  heart  to  move, 272 

O,  where  shall  rest  be  found,  — 251 

O  ye  who  seek  Jehovah's  face, 316 

O'er  mountain  tops,  the  mount  of  God 98 

O'er  the  dark  wave  of  Galilee  122 

Oft,  when  the  gathering  clouds  of  woe 89 

On  the  first  Christian  Sabbath  eve, 28 

On  thy  church,  O  Power  divine, 165 

On  Zion,  and  on  Lebanon, 313 

Our  God,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 321 

Our  heavenly  Father  calls,  .  . .  - 128 

Our  heavenly  Father,  hear 19 

Our  sins,  alas  !  how  strong  they  be  ! 232 

P. 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan, 170 

Pleasing  spring  again  is  here  ; 349 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise, 351 

Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 233 

"  Put  off  thy  shoes ;  tis  holy  ground  !  " 4 

Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart, 182 

R. 

Raise  your  triumphant  songs , 163 


Xll  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

Hymn. 

Return,  my  soul,  and  seek  thy  rest 202 

Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return, 171 

Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 108 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings ; 221 

Rock  of  Ages,  cleft  for  me, 166 


Safely  through  another  week 32 

Savior,  who  thy  flock  art  feeding 297 

Searcher  of  hearts,  before  thy  face 230 

See,  another  year  is  gone  ; 334 

See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 298 

See  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 3:i6 

Servant  of  God,  well  done  ! 360 

Since  o'er  thy  footstool  here  below 51 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 57 

Sing  we  the  song  of  those  who  stand 135 

Sleep,  sleep  to-day,  tormenting  cares, 33 

Softly  now  the  light  of  day 265 

Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang, 47 

Sovereign  Ruler  of  the  skies, 76 

Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed  ; 348 

"  Stand  still,  refulgent  orb  of  day  !  "  : 254 

Suppliant,  lo  !  thy  children  bend, 308 

Sweet  day  !  so  cool,  so  calm,  so  bright, 306 

Sweet  is  the  prayer,  whose  holy  stream 131 

Sweet  thy  memory,  Savior  blest, 132 

T. 

That  man  is  blest  who  stands  in  awe 159 

The  Christian  warrior,  see  him  stand 141 

The  cloud,  the  whirlwind,  and  the  wrath, 72 

The  darkened  sky,  how  thick  it  lowers, 238 

The  day  is  past  and  gone  ; 264 

The  God  of  glory  walks  his  round, 338 

The  heavenly  spheres  to  thee,  O  God, 266 

The  hour  of  my  departure  's  come  ; 239 

The  Lord  descended  from  above, 68 

The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd  ;  no  want  shall  I  know  ;.  .  .78 

The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is ; 77 

The  Lord  our  God  is  full  of  might ; 64 

The  Lord  will  come  ;  the  earth  shall  quake ; 246 


INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES.  X1U 

Hymn. 

The  Lord  will  happiness  divine 226 

The  offerings  to  thy  throne  which  rise 3 

The  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 139 

The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 36 

The  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 119 

The  swift-declining  day,   263 

The  triumphs  of  the  martvred  saints 154 

The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 281 

The  wandering  star  and  fleeting  wind 209 

Thee  we  adore,  Eternal  Name, 236 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 247 

They  who  on  the  Lord  rely, 267 

Thou  art,  O  God,  the  life  and  light 54 

Thou  art  the  Way  ;  and  he  who  sighs, 130 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height, 180 

Thou  hidden  Source  of  calm  repose,    224 

Though  faint  and  sick,  and  worn  away 344 

Though  in  a  foreign  land, " 219 

Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 49 

Through  all  the  various,  shifting  scene 74 

Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  path, 235 

Thus  saith  the  first,  the  srreat  command : 162 

Time  is  winging  us  away 345 

'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 173 

'Tis  God  the  Spirit  leads 84 

'Tis  gone,  that  bright  and  orbed  blaze, 261 

'Tis  Wisdom's  earnest  cry,  — 342 

To  God,  the  only  wise, , 45 

To  praise  the  bounteous  Lord  of  all, 353 

To  thee,  my  God,  my  days  are  known  ;     79 

To  thee,  O  God,  we  homage  pay, 107 

U. 

Unite,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite 200 

Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hill, 160 

Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb ; 357 

Upon  the  gospel' s  sacred  page 40 

V. 

Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 243 


XIV  INDEX    OF    FIRST    LINES. 

W.  Hymn. 

Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 90 

What  must  it  be  to  dwell  above, 249 

What  secret  hand,  at  morning  light, 256 

What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord, 319 

When  before  thy  throne  we  kneel, 11 

When  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind, 195 

When  God  revealed  his  gracious  name, 161 

When  I  can  read  my  title  clear 248 

When  in  the  vale  of  lengthened  years 340 

When  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved, 212 

When  Jesus  left  his  heavenly  throne, 303 

When  languor  and  disease  invade 126 

When  life's  tempestuous  storms  are  o'er, 356 

When,  Lord,  to  this  our  western  land, 314 

When,  overwhelmed  with  grief, 204 

When  power  divine,  in  mortal  form, 106 

When  sickness  shakes  the  languid  frame, 355 

When,  streaming  from  the  eastern  skies, 258 

When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 352 

When,  wakened  by  thy  voice  of  power, 65 

Wherefore  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay, 148 

While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night, 95 

While  sounds  of  war  are  heard  around, 329 

While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 190 

While  war  and  misery  prevail, 331 

While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 335 

Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 358 

With  reverence  let  the  saints  appear, 48 

Within  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal, 196 

Y. 

Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy , 58 

Ye  faithful  souls,  who  Jesus  know, 113 

Ye  followers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 288 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 143 

Yet  who  this  fearful  deed  hath  wrought  ? 186 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP. 
(Hymn  1  to  28.) 

CHRISTIAN    SABBATH. 
(Hymn  29  to  34.) 

THE    SCRIPTURES. 
(Hymn  35  to  40.) 

THANKSGIVING,    PRAISE,    AND    ADORA- 
TION. 

(Hymn  41  to  72.) 

General  Praise,  &c,  41,  42,  43,  44,  47,  49,  50,  56,  58. 
65.  —  Attributes  of  God  celebrated.  His  Glory,  51. — 
Eternity,  46,  67,  69.  — Power  and  Majesty,  48,  68.— 
Immutability,  61,  67.  —  Omnipresence,  62,  63.  —  Omnip- 
otence, 64.  —  Grace  and  Goodness,  45,  52,  53,  54,  66, 
71.  — The  one  true  God,  55. —The  invisible,  59.— 
Unknown.  60.  —  God's  Love  seen  in  Nature,  70 ;  and  in 
the  new  Dispensation,  72. 


XVI  INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 

DIVINE    PROVIDENCE. 
(Hymn  73  to  89.) 

CHRIST    AND    THE    CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

(Hymn  90  to  176.) 

Christmas,  90,94,  95.  —  Christ  the  Prince  of  Peace,  93. 

—  The  Sun  of  Righteousness,  107.  —  The  Baptism  of  Jesus, 
97.  —  The  Latter  Day  Glory,  98, 165, 138.  —  God's  Mercy 
in  Christ,  99,  163.— Gospel  Invitations,  100,  101,  119, 

129,  170,  171.— God's  Miracles  in  Christ,  102.  —  "  Lo, 
it  is  I,"  106.  — Example  of  Christ,  103,  104,  105,  111, 
121.  —  Christ's  Entry  into  Jerusalem,  108. —  Christ's 
Dying,  Rising,  &c,  109,  110,  112,  113, 115, 157.  — "It  is 
finished,"  114.  —The  Good  Shepherd  and  his  Flock,  116. 

—  "  Lovest  thou  me?  "  120.  —  Sleeping  in  Jesus,  123. — 
Glorying  in  the  Cross,  124.  —  Christ's  Coming,  125.  — 
The  Christian's  Solace  in  Distress,  126,  129,  158,  167, 
174.  —  Watching,  Prayer,  and  Perseverance,  127,  143, 
164.  — Communion  with  God  and  Christ,  128. —  With 
Saints,  139.  —  Christ  the  Way,  the  Truth,  and  the  Life, 

130.  —  Secret  Prayer,  131,151.  —  Rejoicing  in  Christ,  91, 
92,  96,  117,  132,  133,  135,  136,  16S,  175.— Moses 
and  Christ,  134.  —  JNot  ashamed  of  Jesus,  137.  —  The 
Christian's  Life,  M0,  141,  142,  147.  — The  Christian  en- 
couraged, 144,  160,   161.  —  Unity  and  Peace,   145,  146. 

—  Humility,  148.  —  Meekness,  149,  150.  — Trust  in  God, 
152,  153.  — Martyrs,  154.— Thanks  for  all  Saints,  155. 

—  The  Blessings  of  the  good  Man,  156,  159,  176.  —  Love 
to  God  and  our  Neighbor,  162.  —  Christ  the   Rock  of 


INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS.  XV11 

Ages,  166.  —  "Forgive,  and  thou  shalt  be  forgiven,"  169. 
—  A  living  Faith,  172,  173. 


DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS    AND    AFFEC- 
TIONS. 

(Hymn  177  to  233.) 

For  Nearness  to  God,  177, 180,  193,  196,  197, 199,  203, 
211,  215.  — "Help  thou  my  Unbelief,"  178,  179.  — For 
Guidance  and  Help,  184,  185,  208,  212,  216.—  God  our 
Portion,  Safety,  and  Rest,  181,  183,  188,  201,  202,  204, 
217,  219,  220,  224,  228.  —  For  the  Holy  Spirit,  191,  210, 
214,  218. —  Confidence,  Submission  to  God,  182,  186, 
190,  195,  200,  204,  205,  217,  219.  —  The  Soul  accepting 
Christ's  Invitations,  189.  —  Joy  of  the  Soul  that  has 
found  God,  187.  — For  a  holy  Heart,  194,  197,  198,  207, 
213.  — Penitential,  199,  206,  207,  209,  226,  227,  230, 
231.  — For  the  saving  Power  of  Christ,  222.  — For  Ten- 
derness of  heart,  223.  —  For  Christian  Principles,  225. 
—  Longing  to  love  God,  229.  —  Freedom  from  Sin  in 
Heaven,  232.  —What  is  Prayer?  233. 


LIFE,    DEATH,    AND    FUTURITY. 

(Hymn  234  to  255.) 

Brevity  of  Life,  and  Man's  Mortality,  234,  236, 237, 242, 
244.  —  Death  and  Immortality ,  235,  239, 240, 241,  243, 245. 
—  Future  Judgment,  246,  253, 255.  —  Weeping  Seedtime, 
Joyful  Harvest,  238.  —  Foretaste  of  Heaven,  247,  248, 
249,  252.  — Reunion  of  Friends,  250.  — The  Issues  of 
Life  and  Death,  251.  —  The  Light  of  Eternity,  254. 


XV111  INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 

OCCASIONAL    AND   MISCELLANEOUS. 

(Hymn  256  to  360.) 

Morning  and  Evening,  256 — 268.  —  Social  Worship 
and  Christian  Fellowship,  269,  271, 272, 273,  274, 275, 276, 
277,  278,  279,  280,  282,  285,  286,  287.  —  On  Joining  the 
Church,  283,  284.  —  Communion,  288— 296.  —  Child- 
hood, and  Dedication  of  Children,  297 — 305.  — The  Soul's 
Beauty  unfading,  306.  — Child's  Prayer,  307.— Sabbath 
School,  308,  309.  —  Missionary  Hymns,  281,  310,  311, 
312,  313,  314,  315.  — Charitable  Occasion,  316,  317,  318, 
319.  —  Dedication  of  a  Church,  and  Ordination,  320, 
321,  322,  324.  — Leaving  an  ancient  Church,  323.— 
Remembrance  of  our  Fathers,  325,  326.  — Thanksgiving, 
327,  328.  — In  War,  329.  —  Fast,  330,  331.  — New  and 
closing  Year,  332—334, 337.  —  Autumn  Warnings,  336.  — 
«  Why  stand  ye  idle  ?  "  338.  —  Old  Age,  340, 341.  —  Vani- 
ty of  the  World,  339.  —Wisdom's  Voice  to  the  Sinner,  342. 
—  On  the  Death  of  a  Child,  343.  —  The  Widow's  Prayer, 
344.  —  Flight  of  Time,  345.  —  Solitude,  346.  —  The  Sea- 
sons, 347 — 353.  —  Comfort  in  Sickness  and  Death,  354, 
355,  356.  — At  a  Funeral,  357,  358.  — Death  of  a  Min- 
ister, 359,  360. 

CLOSING    HYMNS    AND    DOXOLOGIES. 
(These  end  the  Selection  of  Hymns.) 


SOCIAL   HYMN-BOOK. 


INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP. 


1-  %S.  M.  E.  Taylor. 

£nbftatfon  to  tt>e  2£ouse  of  <&ob. 

1  Come  to  the  house  of  prayer, 

O  thou  afflicted,  come  ; 
The  God  of  peace  shall  meet  thee  there  ; 
He  makes  that  house  his  home. 

2  Come  to  the  house  of  praise, 

Ye  who  are  happy  now  ; 
In  sweet  accord  your  voices  raise, 
In  kindred  homage  bow. 

3  Ye  aged,  hither  come, 

For  ye  have  felt  his  love  ; 
Soon  shall  your  trembling  tongues  be  dumb, 
Your  lips  forget  to  move. 

4  Ye  young,  before  his  throne, 

Come,  bow  ;  your  voices  raise  ; 
Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown, 
Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 
1  i 


2,  3  INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP. 

5  Thou,  whose  benignant  eye 

In  mercy  looks  on  all, 
Who  seest  the  tear  of  misery, 

And  hear'st  the  mourner's  call,— 

6  Up  to  thy  dwelling-place 

Bear  our  frail  spirits  on, 
Till  they  outstrip  time's  tardy  pace, 
And  heaven  on  earth  be  won. 


£•  L..  M.         Salisbury  Col. 

STfje  ?^ouse  of  e£o&. 

1  Lo,  God  is  here  !     Let  us  adore, 

And  humbly  bow  before  his  face ; 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 
Let  all  within  us  seek  his  grace. 

2  Lo,  God  is  here  !     Him,  day  and  night, 

United  choirs  of  angels  sing  : 
To  him,  enthroned  above  all  height, 

Heaven's  host  their  noblest  homage  bring. 

3  Being  of  beings,  may  our  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  fragrance  fill ! 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face, 
Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will ! 

«*•  C.  M.  Bowring. 

$ure  K©orst)fp. 

1  The  offerings  to  thy  throne  which  rise, 
Of  mingled  praise  and  prayer, 
Are  but  a  worthless  sacrifice 
Unless  the  heart  is  there. 


INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP. 

2  Upon  thine  all-discerning  ear 

Let  no  vain  words  intrude  ; 
No  tribute  but  the  vow  sincere,  — 
The  tribute  of  the  good. 

3  My  offerings  will  indeed  be  blest, 

If  sanctified  by  thee  — .  ' 
If  thy  pure  Spirit  touch  my  breast 
With  its  own  purity. 

4  O,  may  that  Spirit  warm  my  heart 

To  piety  and  love, 
And  to  life's  lowly  vale  impart 
Some  rays  from  heaven  "above  ! 


4,  C.  M.         Ancient  Hymns. 

3EUbereixce  true  to  tt)e  ?Qouse  of  £8Jorsi)fj). 

1  "  Put  off  thy  shoes  ;  'tis  holy  ground  ! " 

A  voice  to  Moses  said : 
"  Nor  with  unhallowed  things  confound 
What  God  has  holy  made." 

2  Whene'er  we  tread  thy  courts,  O  Lord, 

May  no  irreverent  stain, 
In  dress  or  gesture,  deed  or  word, 
Thy  sanctu'ry  profane ! 

3  Be  banished  thence  all  mixture  base 

Of  worldly  wish  or  aim, 
Nor  earthly  dross  defile  the  place 
Where  thou  hast  fixed  thy  name ! 

4  But  still  may  holy  hearts  be  there, 

And  holy  offerings  found, 
And  still  thy  voice  be  heard,  "  Beware ! 
Ye  tread  on  holy  ground !  " 

3 


5,  6  INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP. 

*>.  p.  M.  Anonymous. 

Solemn  Knbocatfon. 

1  Come,  thou  Almighty  King ! 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing ; 

Help  us  to  praise  ; 
Father  all  glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  Days. 

2  Come,  thou  all-gracious  Lord, 
By  heaven  and  earth  adored, 

Our  prayer  attend ; 
Come,  and  thy  children  bless  ; 
Give  thy  good  word  success  ; 
Make  thine  own  holiness 

On  us  descend. 

3  Never  from  us  depart ; 
Rule  thou  in  every  heart, 

Hence,  evermore. 
Thy  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore ! 

6.  V.  M.  Bryant. 

Emjilorma  tf)c  Compassfon  of  ©otr. 

1  O  God,  whose  dread  and  dazzling  brow 
Love  never  yet  forsook, 
On  those  who  seek  thy  presence  now, 
In  deep  compassion  look  ;  — 


INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP. 

2  For  many  a  frail  and  erring  heart 

Is  in  thy  holy  sight, 
And  feet  too  willing  to  depart 
From  the  plain  way  of  right. 

3  Yet,  pleased  the  humble  prayer  to  hear, 

And  kind  to  all  that  live, 
Thou,  when  thou  seest  the  contrite  tear, 
Art  ready  to  forgive. 

4  Lord,  aid  us  with  thy  heavenly  grace 

Our  truest  bliss  to  find, 
Nor  sternly  judge  our  erring  race, 
So  feeble  and  so  blind. 


••  Ii.  31.  6l.        Bishop  Heber. 

1  Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky, 
Lord,  to  thine  altar's  shade  we  fly  ; 
Forth  from  the  world,  its  hope  and  fear, 
Father,  we  seek  thy  shelter  here : 
Weary  and  weak,  thy  grace  we  pray  ; 
Turn  not,  O  Lord,  thy  guests  away. 

2  Long  have  we  roamed  in  want  and  pain  ; 
Long  have  we  sought  thy  rest  in  vain ; 
Wil4ered  in  doubt,  in  darkness  lost, 
Long  have  our  souls  been  tempest-tost : 
Low  at  thy  feet  our  sins  we  lay ; 
Turn  not,  O  Lord,  thy  guests  away. 


8,  9  INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP. 

I 
8.  7s  M.  Bo  WRING 

SLotolg  ^rafse. 

1  Lord,  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 
Hear  the  praises  of  our  race, 

And,  while  hearing,  let  thy  grace 
Dews  of  sweet  forgiveness  pour ; 
While  we  know,  benignant  King, 
That  the  praises  which  we  bring 
Are  a  worthless  offering 

Till  thy  blessing  makes  it  more. 

2  More  of  truth,  and  more  of  might, 
More  of  love,  and  more  of  light, 
More  of  reason,  and  of  right, 
From  thy  pardoning  grace  be  given ! 

It  can  make  the  humblest  song 
Sweet,  acceptable,  and  strong, 
As  the  strains  the  angels'  throng 
Pour  around  the  throne  of  heaven. 


9.  7s  M.  J.  Taylor. 

&\)t  accepted  ©ffcrftifl. 

1  Father  of  our  feeble  race, 

Wise,  beneficent,  and  kind, 
Spread  o'er  nature's  ample  face, 

Flows  thy  goodness  unconfined : 
Musing  in  the  silent  grove, 

Or  the  busy  walks  of  men, 
Still  we  trace  thy  wondrous  love, 

Claiming  large  returns  "agaiiL 


INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP  10 

2  Lord,  what  offering  shall  we  bring, 

At  thine  altars  when  we  bow  ? 
Hearts,  the  pure,  unsullied  spring 

Whence  the  kind  affections  flow ; 
Soft  compassion's  feeling  soul, 

By  the  melting  eye  expressed  ; 
Sympathy,  at  whose  control, 

Sorrow  leaves  the  wounded  breast ;  — 

3  Willing  hands  to  lead  the  blind, 

Bind  the  wounded,  feed  the  poor ; 
Love,  embracing  all  our  kind, 

Charity,  with  liberal  store  : 
Teach  us,  O  thou  heavenly  King, 

Thus  to  show  our  grateful  mind, 
Thus  th'  accepted  offering  bring, 

Love  to  thee,  and  all  mankind. 


10*  L.  M.  Tate  <fc  Brad< 

public  fcSJotstnp.    Ps.  xcv. 

1  O  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing, 
Loud  thanks  to  our  almighty  King  ; 
For  we  our  voices  high  should  raise, 
Wrhen  our  salvation's  Rock  we  praise. 

2  Into  his  presence  let  us  haste, 
To  thank  him  for  his  favors  past ; 
To  him  address,  in  joyful  songs, 
The  praise  that  to  his  name  belongs. 

3  The  depths  of  Earth  are  in  his  hand, 
Her  secret  wealth  at  his  command ; 

The  strength  of  hills,  that  threat  the  skies, 
Subjected  to  his  empire  lies. 


11  INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP. 

'  4  The  rolling  ocean's  vast  abyss 

By  the  same  sovereign  right  is  his ; 
Tis  moved  by  his  almighty  hand, 
That  formed  and  fixed  the  solid  land. 

5  O,  let  us  to  his  courts  repair, 
And  bow  with  adoration  there  ; 
Down  on  our  knees  devoutly  all 
Before  the  Lord  our  Maker  fall ! 


11«  7s  M.  Bowring. 

fumble  5Wors!)fi). 

1  When  before  thy  throne  we  kneel, 

Filled  with  awe  and  holy  fear, 
Teach  us,  O  our  God,  to  feel 
All  thy  sacred  presence  near. 

2  Check  each  proud  and  wandering  thought 

When  on  thy  great  name  we  call ; 
♦  Man  is  nought,  is  less  than  nought ; 
Thou,  our  God,  art  all  in  all. 

3  Weak,  imperfect  creatures,  we 

In  this  vale  of  darkness  dwell, 
Yet  presume  to  look  to  thee 
'Midst  thy  light  ineffable. 

4  O,  receive  the  praise  that  dares 

Seek  thy  heaven-exalted  throne  ; 
Bless  our  offerings,  hear  our  prayers, 
Infinite  and  Holy  One  ! 


INTRO!H(  T1M\    OF    WORSHIP.  12,   13 

12.  7S  M.  Bowring. 
&\)c  3XWi)  an&  |)oor  meet  together. 

1  Come  the  rich,  and  come  the  poor, 
To  the  Christian  temple  door ; 
Let  their  mingled  prayers  ascend 
To  the  Universal  Friend. 

2  Here  the  rich  and  poor  may  claim 
Common  ancestry  and  name  ; 
Claim  a  common  heritage 

In  the  gospel's  promise  page. 

3  Of  the  same  materials  wrought ; 
By  the  same  Instructor  taught ; 
Walking  in  life's  common  way ; 
Tending  to  the  same  decay  ;  — 

4  Rich  and  poor  at  last  shall  meet 
At  the  heavenly  mercy-seat, 
Where  the  name  of  rich  and  poor 
Never  shall  be  uttered  more. 

13.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Seefemg  (Soli,    i&ornftxg.    Ps.  lxiii. 

1  Early,  my  God,  without  delay, 

I  haste  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims,  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand, 
And  they  must  drink  or  die. 


14  INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP. 

3  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last,  expiring  day, 

I'll  bless  my  God  and  King ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 


14.  S.  P.  M.  Watts. 

(&01TIQ  to  €i;urc|).    Ps.  cxxii. 

1  How  pleased  and  blessed  was  I 
To  hear  the  people  cry, 

"  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day  ! " 
Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 
We  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 

And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay. 

2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorned  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round ; 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 

The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  eveiy  guest ! 
The  man  that  seeks  thy  peace, 
And  wishes  thine  increase, 

A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest ! 


INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP.  15,  16 

15.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Call  to  Joyous  fc&orsjnp. 

1  Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  banished  from  the  place  ; 
Religion  never  was  designed 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

3  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below ; 
Celestial  fruits,  on  earthly  ground, 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

4  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  {ear  be  diy ; 
We're  marching  through  Immanuel's  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

16.  C.  M.  Cappe's  Sel. 

^tajer  for  Bfbmc  Sfrcctfon. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  life  and  light, 

Supremely  good  and  wise, 
To  thee  we  bring  our  grateful  vows, 
To  thee  lift  up  our  eyes. 

2  Our  dark  and  erring  minds  illume 

With  truth's  celestial  rays  ; 
Inspire  our  hearts  with  sacred  love, 
And  tune  our  lips  to  praise. 


17,  18  INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP. 

3  Safely  conduct  us,  by  thy  grace, 
Through  life's  perplexing  road  ; 
And  place  us,  when  that  journey's  o'er, 
At  thy  right  hand,  O  God. 

17.  8  &  7s  M.         Wesley's  Col. 

!Dtbfnc  2Lobe. 

1  Love  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Joy  of  heaven,  to  earth  come  down, 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Father,  thou  art  all  compassion ; 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  v/ith  thy  salvation, 

Enter  every  longing  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O  breathe  thy  loving  Spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ; 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest. 
Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  alt  thy  life  receive  ; 
Graciously  come  down,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave. 


18.  C.  M.  Watts. 

jFor  jfcvbctxq)  of  ©ebotfoti. 

1  Come,  Holv  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  all' thy  quickening  powers, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 


INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP.  19 

2  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

3  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Savior's  love, 
And  mat  shall  kindle  ours. 


19.  S.  M.  Montgomery. 

&i)B  SLorfc's  33ta£cr. 

1  Our  heavenly  Father,  hear 

The  prayer  we  offer  now  : 
Thy  name  be  hallowed  far  and  near  ; 
To  thee  all  nations  bow. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come  ;  thy  will 

On  earth  be  done  in  love, 
As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfil 
Thy  perfect  law  above. 

3  Our  daily  bread  supply, 

While  by  thy  word  we  live ; 
The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 
Forgive  as  we  forgive. 

4  From  dark  temptation's  power 

Our  feeble  hearts  defend  ; 
Deliver  in  the  evil  hour, 
And  guide  us  to  the  end. 

5  Thine,  then,  forever  be 

Glory  and  power  divine ; 
The  sceptre,  throne,  and  majesty, 
Of  heaven  and  earth  are  thine. 

2  13 


20,  21  INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP. 

20.  L,.  M.  Doddridge. 
Suijcctfon  to  tt)c  .father  of  our  Sjnrfts. 

1  Eternal  Source  of  life  and  thought, 
Be  all  beneath  thyself  forgot ; 

Whilst  thee,  great  Parent-mind,  we  own, 
In  prostrate  homage  round  thy  throne. 

2  Whilst  in  themselves  our  souls  survey 
Of  thee  some  faint,  reflected  ray, 
They,  wondering,  to  their  Father  rise  : 

His  power  how  vast !  his  thoughts  how  wise  ! 

3  O,  may  we  live  before  thy  face, 
The  willing  subjects  of  thy  grace, 
And  through  each  path  of  duty  move 
With  filial  awe  and  filial  love  ! 

21.  C.  M.  Wesley's  Col. 
2Tt)£  l&utQtiom  come. 

1  Father  of  me  and  all  mankind, 

And  all  the  hosts  above, 

Let  every  understanding  mind 

Unite  to  praise  thy  love. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come,  with  power  and  grace, 

To  every  heart  of  man  ; 
Thy  peace,  and  joy,  and  righteousness, 
In  all  our  bosoms  reign ;  — 

3  The  righteousness  that  never  ends, 

But  makes  an  end  of  sin  ; 
The  joy  that  human  thought  transcends, 
Into  our  souls  bring  in  ;  — 


INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP.  22 

4  The  kingdom  of  established  peace, 
Which  can  no  more  remove  ; 
The  perfect  powers  of  godliness, 
Th'  omnipotence  of  love. 


22.  C.  31.  Montgomery. 

preparation  of  tije  Ji^eart. 

1  Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright, 

With  reverence  and  with  fear : 

Though  dust  and  ashes  in  thy  sight, 

We  may,  we  must,  draw  near. 

2  Burdened  with  guilt,  convinced  of  sin, 

In  weakness,  want,  and  woe, 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 
Lord,  whither  shall  we  go  ? 

3  God  of  all  grace,  we  come  to  thee, 

With  broken,  contrite  hearts  : 
Give  what  thine  eye  delights  to  see,  — 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts. 

4  Give  deep  humility ;  the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give  ; 
A  strong,  desiring  confidence, 
To  hear  thy  voice  and  live ;  — 

5  Patience,  to  watch,  and  wait,  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay  ; 
Courage,  our  fainting  souls  to  keep, 
And  trust  thee,  though  thou  slay. 

6  Give  these,  and  then  thy  will  be  done  : 

Thus  strengthened  with  all  might, 
We,  by  thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son, 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 


23,  24  INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP. 

<£&•  L,.  M.    Christian  Psalmi 

^nifDst  Sanitation. 

1  My  gracious  Lord,  whose  changeless  love 

To  me  nor  earth  nor  death  can  part, 
When  shall  my  feet  forget  to  rove  ? 
Ah,  what  shall  fix  this  faithless  heart  ? 

2  Cold,  weary,  languid,  heartless,  dead, 

To  thy  dread  courts  I  oft  repair  ; 
By  conscience  dragged,  or  custom  led, 
I  come,  nor  know  that  God  is  there. 

3  O  God,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart, 

And  guard  the  gifts  thyself  hast  given  ; 
My  portion  thou,  my  treasure,  art, 
And  life,  and  happiness,  and  heaven. 

4  Would  aught  with  thee  my  wishes  share, 

Though  dear  as  life  the  idol  be, 
The  idol  from  my  breast  I'll  tear, 
Resolved  to  seek  my  all  from  thee. 

24.  g.  M.  Watts. 

JQumtrtc  praise. 

1  Almighty  Maker,  God, 

How  wondrous  is  thy  name  ! 

Thy  glories,  how  diffused  abroad, 

Throughout  creation's  frame ! 

2  Nature,  in  every  dress, 

Her  humble  homage  pays, 
And  finds  a  thousand  ways  V  express 
Thy  goodness  and  thy  praise. 


INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP.  25 

3  In  native  white  and  red 

The  rose  and  lily  stand, 
And  free  from  pride  their  beauties  spread, 
To  show  thy  skilful  hand. 

4  The  lark  mounts  up  on  high 

With  unambitious  song, 
And  bears  her  Maker's  praise  on  high, 
Upon  her  artless  tongue. 

5  My  soul  would  rise  and  sing 

To  her  Creator  too  ; 
Fain  would  my  tongue  adore  my  King, 
And  pay  the  worship  due. 

6  In  joy,  then,  let  me  spend 

The  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
And  to  my  God  my  soul  ascend, 
In  sweet  perfume  of  praise. 

£&•  C.  M.  Anonymous, 

jFor  a  Blessing  on  <E£orsi)fj). 

1  Again  our  earthly  cares  we  leave, 

And  to  thy  courts  repair; 
Again  with  joyful  feet  we  come, 
To  meet  our  Savior  here. 

2  Within  these  walls  let  holy  peace, 

And  love,  and  concord,  dwell : 
Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  ease, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind  bestow  ; 
And  shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

2  *  17 


26  INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP. 

4  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 

In  faith  present  our  prayers, 
And  in  the  presence  of  our  Lord 
Unbosom  all  our  cares  ! 

5  Show  us  some  token  of  thy  love, 

Our  fainting  hope  to  raise, 
And  pour  thy  blessing  from  above, 
That  we  may  render  praise. 


26.  1,.  M.  Anonymous. 

JHeetfnjj  toftl;  ffitoti  fn  SiEorstjfjj. 

1  God  in  his  temple  condescends 

To  hold  communion  with  his  friends : 
His  glorious  presence  there  displays, 
And  shines  with  bright  but  gentle  rays. 

2  His  Spirit,  dove-like,  o'er  the  place 
Hovers,  and  sheds  its  hallowing  grace, 
While  joy,  and  love,  and  holy  fear, 
Tell  the  glad  heart  the  Father  's  near. 

3  Our  souls  grow  warm  with  holy  fire  ; 
To  him  our  ardent  thoughts  aspire  ; 
And  while  we  hear,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
From  earth's  low  cares  we  soar  away. 

4  O,  dearest  hours  of  all  I  know  ! 
O,  sweetest  joys  of  all  below  ! 

Here  would  I  choose  my  fixed  abode. 
And  dwell  forever  near  my  God. 

13 


INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIP.  27 

27.  £,.  M.  Bowrino. 

Jhxtrotiuctfon  to  HbenfitQ  ££?orsi)fp. 

1  How  shall  we  praise  thee,  Lord  of  light ! 

How  shall  wc  all  thy  love  declare ! 
The  earth  is  veiled  in  shades  of  night, 

But  heaven  is  open  to  our  prayer,  — 
That  heaven,  so  bright  with  stars  and  suns,  — 

That  glorious  heaven  which  has  no  bound, 
Where  the  full  tide  of  being  runs, 

And  life  and  beauty  glow  around. 

2  We  would  adore  thee,  God  sublime, 

Whose  power  and  wisdom,  love  and  grace, 
Are  greater  than  the  round  of  time, 

And  wider  than  the  bounds  of  space. 
O,  how  shall  thought  expression  find, 

All  lost  in  thine  immensity  ! 
How  shall  we  seek  thee,  glorious  Mind, 

Amid  thy  dread  infinity  ! 

3  But  thou  art  present  with  us  here, 

As  in  thy  glittering,  high  domain  ; 
And  grateful  hearts  and  humble  fear 

Can  never  seek  thy  face  in  vain. 
Help  us  to  praise  thee,  Lord*  of  light ; 

Help  us  thy  boundless  love  declare  ; 
And,  while  we  crowd  thy  courts  to-night, 

Aid  us,  and  hearken  to  our  prayer. 


28  INTRODUCTION    OF    WORSHIT\ 

28  C.  M.  Montgomery. 

enje  .Same. 

1  On  the  first  Christian  Sabbath  eve, 

When  his  disciples  met, 
O'er  his  lost  fellowship  to  grieve, 
Nor  knew  the  Scripture  yet,  — 

2  Lo,  in  their  midst  his  form  was  seen,  — 

The  form  in  which  he  died  ; 
Their  Master's  marred  and  wounded  mien,  - 
His  hands,  his  feet,  his  side. 

3  Then  were  they  glad  their  Lord  to  know, 

And  hailed  him,  yet  with  fear ;  — 
Jesus,  again  thy  presence  show  ; 
Meet  thy  disciples  here. 

4  Be  in  our  midst ;  let  faith  rejoice 

Our  risen  Lord  to  view, 
And  make  our  spirits  hear  thy  voice 
Say,  "  Peace  be  unto  you ! " 

5  And  while  with  thee,  in  social  hours, 

We  commune  through  thy  word, 
May  our  hearts  burn,  and  all  our  powers 
Confess,  "Jt  is  the  Lord." 


CHRISTIAN    SABBATH 


2y»  Jj.  M.  Doddridge. 

Cfje  eternal  Ssabftatf). 

1  Lord  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  our  vows, 
On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  house, 
And  own,  as  grateful  sacrifice, 

The  songs  which  from  thy  churches  rise. 

2  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love  ; 
But  there  's  a  nobler  rest  above ; 

To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
With  earnest  hope  and  strong  desire. 

3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 
Nor  sin  nor  death,  shall  reach  the  place  ; 
No  groans  to  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues ;  — 

4  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes ; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose  ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

5  O,  long-expected  day,  begin  ;  . 
Dawn  on  these  realms  of  woe  and  sin  ; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death,  to  rest  with  God. 


30,  31  CHRISTIAN     SABBATH. 

30.  S.    M.  BlJLFINCH. 

Sabbat!)  ^jnntt. 

1  Hail  to  the  Sabbath  day  !  — 

The  clay  divinely  given, 
When  men  to  God  their  homage  pay, 
And  earth  draws  near  to  heaven. 

2  Lord,  in  thy  sacred  hour, 

Within  thy  courts,  we  bend,  • 
And  bless  thy  love,  and  own  thy  power, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend. 

3  But  thou  art  not  alone 

In  courts  by  mortals  trod, 
Nor  only  is  the  day  thine  own 
When  men  draw  near  their  God. 

4  Thy  temple  is  the  arch 

Of  yon  unmeasured  sky, 
Thy  Sabbath  the  stupendous  march 
Of  grand  eternity. 

5  Lord,  may  that  holier  day 

Dawn  on  thy  servants'  sight, 
And  grant  us  in  those  courts  to  pray, 
Of  pure,  unclouded  light ! 

31.  C.  M.  Codman's  Col. 

SSlessfnfl  of  tbc  HorTTs  23a£. 

1  Blest  day  of  God  !  most  calm,  most  bright ! 
The  first  and  best  of  days  ! 
The  laborer's  rest,  the  saint's  delight, 
The  day  of  prayer  and  praise. 


CHRISTIAN     SABBATH.  32 

My  Savior's  face  made  thee  to  shine ; 

His  rising  thee  did  raise, 
And  made  thee  heavenly  and  divine, 

Beyond  all  other  days. 
The  first  fruits  oft  a  blessing  prove 

To  all  the  sheaves  behind ; 
And  they  who  do  the  Sabbath  love, 

A  happy  week  will  find. 
This  day  I  must  to  God  appear, 

For,  Lord,  the  day  is  thine ; 
Help  me  to  spend  it  in  thy  fear, 

And  thus  to  make  it  mine. 


32.  7S  M.  Gl.  .7.  Newton. 

&  Urajet  for  Horn's  JSaj. 

1  Safely  through  another  week 

God  has  brought  us  on  our  way; 
Let  us  now  his  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day  ; 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best  — 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  Mercies  multiplied  each  hour 

Through  the  week  our  praise  demand  ; 
Guarded  by  almighty  power, 

Fed  and  guided  by  thy  hand, 
May  we  not  forgetful  be, 
Nor  ungrateful,  Lord,  to  thee  ! 

3  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 
Show  thy  reconciling  face  ; 
Take  away  our  sin  and  shame. 

23 


33  CHRISTIAN     SABBATH. 

From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest  this  day  in  thee  ! 

4  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise  : 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near ; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear  ! 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 

5  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints  ; 
Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound  ; 

Bring  relief  from  all  complaints ! 
Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 
Till  we  join  the  church  above. 


33.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Barbaulr. 

Kfje  Sabftatf)  of  ti)c  Soul,    i&ommjj. 

1  Sleep,  sleep  to-day,  tormenting  cares, 

Of  earth  and  folly  born  : 
Ye  shall  not  dim  the  light  that  streams 
From  this  celestial  morn. 

2  To-morrow  will  be  time  enough 

To  feel  your  harsh  control ; 
Ye  shall  not  violate  this  day, 
The  Sabbath  of  my  soul. 

3  Sleep,  sleep  forever,  guilty  thoughts  ; 

Let  fires  of  vengeance  die  ; 
And,  purged  from  sin,  may  I  behold 
A  God  of  purity  ! 


CHRISTIAN     SABBATH.  34 

34.  c.  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

3Stesurrcctfon  of  Cijrfst.    i&ornfng. 

1  Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  O,  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapped 

The  heathen  world  in  gloom ! 
0,  what  a  sun,  which  broke,  this  day, 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb ! 

3  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung  ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

4  Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn, 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
To  nations  yet  unborn. 

3  25 


THE    SCRIPTURES. 


35.  L.  M.  6l.  Spirit  of  Ps. 

$rafsc  to  ©otr  for  f)fs  OTorti.    Ps.  Ivi. 

1  Join,  all  ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 

To  praise  him  for  his  sacred  word,  — 

That  word,  like  manna,  sent  from  heaven, 

To  all  who  seek  it  freely  given  ; 

Its  promises  our  fears  remove, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  love. 

2  It  tells  us,  though  oppressed  with  cares, 
The  God  of  mercy  hears  our  prayers  ; 
Though  steep  and  rough  th'  appointed  way, 
His  mighty  arm  shall  be  our  stay ; 
Though  deadly  foes  assail  our  peace, 

His  power  shall  bid  their  malice  cease. 

3  It  tells  who,  first  inspired  our  breath, 
And  who  redeemed  our  souls  from  death ; 
It  tells  of  grace,  —  grace  freely  given,  — 
And  shows  the  path  to  God  and  heaven  : 
O,  bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord, 
For  all  the  treasures  of  his  word. 

96 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  36,  37 


36.  C.   M.  Cowper. 

ILffllrt  antr  CSlcrj  of  tljc  £<TortJ. 

1  The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 

And  brings  the  truth  to  sight ; 
Precepts  and  promises  afford 
A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic  like  the  sun : 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age  ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

3  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat : 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise  ; 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

4  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine, 

For  such  a  bright  display 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
W  ith  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

5  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  Him  I  love, 

Till  glory  break  upon  my  view 

In  brighter  worlds  above. 


37'  S.  M.  Scott. 

•     Searcinng  tfje  .Scriptures. 

1  Imposture  shrinks  from  light, 
And  dreads  the  curious  eye  : 
But  sacred  truths  the  test  invite  ; 
They  bid  us  search  and  try. 


38  THE    SCRIPTURES. 

2  O,  may  we  still  maintain 

A  meek,  inquiring  mind, 
Assured  we  shall  not  search  in  vain, 
But  hidden  treasures  find ! 

3  With  understanding  blessed, 

Created  to  be  free, 
Our  faith  on  man  we  dare  not  rest, 
Subject  to  none  but  thee. 

4  Lord,  give  the  light  we  need ; 

With  soundest  knowledge  fill ; 
From  noxious  error  guard  our  creed, 
From  prejudice  our  will. 

5  The  truth  thou  shalt  impart 

May  we  with  firmness  own, 
Abhorring  each  evasive  art, ' 
And  fearing  thee  alone. 

«8i  L.  M.  Beddome. 

2Teacf)inos  of  tije  Sjjfrft. 

1  Come,  blessed  Spirit,  Source  of  light, 

Whose  power  and  grace  are  unconfined, 
Dispel  the  gloomy  shades  of  night, 
The  thicker  darkness  of  the  mind. 

2  To  mine  illumined  eyes  display 

The  glorious  truth  thy  word  reveals  ; 
Cause  me  to  run  the  heavenly  way  ; 
The  book  unfold,  unloose  the  seals. 

3  Thine  inward  teachings  make  me  know 

The  mysteries  of  redeeming  love, 
The  emptiness  of  things  below, 
The  excellence  of  things  above. 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  39,  40 

4  While  through  this  dubious  maze  I  stray, 
Spread,  like  the  sun,  thy  beams  abroad, 
To  show  the  dangers  of  the  way, 
And  guide  my  feeble  steps  to  God. 

3c).  L.    M.  DODDKIDGE. 

DfWnc  {Tracings  zxiU  t])cfr  Jjapjii)  Consequences. 

1  Bright  Source  of  intellectual  rays, 
Father  of  spirits  and  of  grace, 

O,  dart,  with  energy  unknown, 
Celestial  beamings  from  thy  throne. 

2  Thy  sacred  book  we  would  survey, 
Enlightened  with  that  heavenly  day, 
And  ask  thy  Spirit,  with  the  word, 
To  teach  our  souls  to  know  the  Lord. 

3  So  shall  our  children  learn  the  road 
That  leads  them  to  their  fathers'  God  ; 
And,  formed  by  lessons  so  divine, 

Shall  infant  minds  with  knowledge  shine. 

4  So  shall  the  haughtiest  soul  submit, 
With  children  placed  at  Jesus'  feet ; 
The  rising  swell  of  pride  shall  cease, 
And  thy  sweet  voice  be  heard  in  peace. 

-*0.  L.  M.  Bowring. 

progress  of  (Gospel  £rutf). 

1  Upon  the  gospel's  sacred  page 

The  gathered  beams  of  ages  shine; 

_  And,  as  it  hastens,  every  age 

But  makes  its  brightness  more  divine. 

3  *  -29 


40  THE    SCRIPTURES. 

2  On  mightier  wing,  in  loftier  flight, 

From  year  to  year  does  knowledge  soar ; 
And,  as  it  soars,  the  gospel  light 

Adds  to  its  influence  more  and  more. 

3  Truth,  strengthened  by  the  strength  of  thought, 

Pours  inexhaustible  supplies, 
Whence  sagest  teachers  may  be  taught, 
And  Wisdom's  self  become  more  wise. 

4  More  glorious  still  as  cent'ries  roll, 

New  regions  blessed,  new  powers  unfurled, 
Expanding  with  th'  expanding  soul, 
Its  waters  shall  o'erflow  the  world ;  — 

5  Flow  to  restore,  but  not  destroy ; 

As  when  the  cloudless  lamp  of  day 
Pours  out  its  floods  of  light  and  joy, 
And  sweeps  each  lingering  mist  away. 

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THANKSGIVING,   PRAISE,  AND 
ADORATION. 


41.  6l.  la.  M.  Watts. 

JUntbersal  praise. 

1  Let  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 
To  sing  a  lofty  psalm  of  praise, 

And  bless  the  great  Jehovah's  name  ; 
His  glory  let  the  heathen  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  show, 

And  all  his  works  of  grace  proclaim. 

2  He  framed  the  globe,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high  ; 

He  reigns  complete  in  glory  there : 
His  beams  are  majesty  and  light, 
His  glories,  how  divinely  bright ! 

His  temple,  how  divinely  fair ! 

3  Let  heaven  be  glad,  let  earth  rejoice, 
Let  ocean  lift  its  roaring  voice, 

Proclaiming  loud,  "  Jehovah  reigns !  " 
For  joy  let  fertile  valleys  sing, 
And  tuneful  groves  their  tribute  bring 

To  Him  whose  power  the  world  sustains. 

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42,  43  THANKSGIVING,   PRAISE, 

4  Come,  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  shall  own  his  sovereign  power, 

And  barbarous  nations  fear  his  name ; 
Then  shall  the  universe  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness, 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 

4t'Z.  ]L.  M.  Roscoe. 

Song  of  Sltioratton. 

1  Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise 

To  God,  whose  goodness  ceaseless  flows, 
Who  dwells  enthroned  above  the  skies, 
And  life  and  breath  on  all  bestows. 

2  Let  all  of  good  this  bosom  fires, 

To  him,  sole  good,  give  praises  due ; 
Let  all  the  truth  himself  inspires, 
Unite  to  sing  him  only  true. 

3  In  ardent  adoration  joined, 

Obedient  to  thy  holy  will, 
Let  all  our  faculties,  combined, 
Thy  just  commands,  O  God,  fulfil. 

4  O,  may  the  solemn-breathing  sound 

Like  incense  rise  before  thy  throne, 
Where  thou,  whose  glory  knows  no  bound, 
Great  cause  of  all  things,  dwell'st  alone  ! 

43.  C.   M.  Patrick 

&2   JBcum. 

I  O  Goo,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 
That  thou  the  only  Lord 
And  everlasting  Father  art, 
By  all  the  earth  adored. 

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AND    ADORATION.  44 

2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud  ; 

To  thee  the  powers  on  high, 
Both  cherubim  and  seraphim, 
Continually  do  cry, — 

3  "  O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  filled 
Of  thy  majestic  sway." 

4  The  apostles'  glorious  company, 

And  prophets  crowned  with  light, 
With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 

5  The  holy  church,  throughout  the  world, 

O  Lord,  confesses  thee, 
That  thou  eternal  Father  art, 
Of  boundless  majesty. 

44.  8s  &  7s  M.    Ancient  Hymns. 

1  Bright  the  vision  that  delighted 

Once  the  sight  of  Judah's  seer  ; 
Sweet  the  countless  tongues  united 

To  entrance  the  prophet's  ear. 
Round  the  Lord  in  glory  seated, 

Cherubim  and  seraphim 
Filled  his  temple,  and  repeated 

Each  to  each  th'  alternate  hymn  :  — 

2  "  Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven ; 

Earth  is  with  its  fulness  stored  ; 
Unto  thee  be  glory  given, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord !  " 

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45  THANKSGIVING,    PRAISE, 

Heaven  is  still  with  glory  ringing ; 

Earth  takes  up  the  angels'  cry, 
"  Holy,  holy,  holy,"  singing, 

"  Lord  of  hosts,  the  Lord  most  high  !  " 

3  Ever  thus  in  God's  high  praises, 

Brethren,  let  our  tongues  unite, 
Whilst  our  thoughts  his  greatness  raises, 

And  our  love  his  gifts  excite. 
With  his  seraph  train  before  him, 

With  his  holy  church  below, 
Thus  conspire  we  to  adore  him, 

Bid  we  thus  our  anthem  flow  :  — 

4  "  Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven ; 

Earth  is  with  its  fulness  stored ; 
Unto  thee  be  glory  given, 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 
Thus  thy  glorious  name  confessing, 

We  adopt  thy  angels'  cry, 
c  Holy,  holy,  holy,'  blessing 

Thee,  the  Lord  of  hosts  most  high !  " 


45.  g.  M.  Watts. 

|)tafsc  for  $rcscrbfng  (Grace. 

1  To  God,  the  only  wise, 

Our  Savior  and  our  King, 
Let  all  the  saints  below  the  skies 
Their  humble  praises  bring. 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 

His  counsel,  and  his  care, 
Preserves  us  safe  from  sin  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  snare. 


AND    ADORATION.  46 

3  He  will  present  our  souls, 

Unblemished  and  complete, 
Before  the  glory  of  his  face, 
With  joys  divinely  great. 

4  Then  all  the  chosen  seed 

Shall  meet  around  the  throne, 

Shall  bless  the  conduct  of  his  grace, 

And  make  his  wonders  known. 

5  To  our  Redeemer  God 

Wisdom  and  power  belong, 
Immortal  crowns  of  majesty, 
And  everlasting  songs. 


46.  C.  M.  Watts. 

(Soft's  eternal  IDomtnfon. 

1  Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 

What  worthless  worms  are  we ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

2  Thy  throne  eternal  ages  stood, 

Ere  seas  or  stars  were  made  ; 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead. 

3  Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 

Stands  present  in  thy  view  ; 
To  thee  there's  nothing  old  appears  ; 
Great  God,  there's  nothing  new. 

4  Our  lives  through  varying  scenes  are  drawn, 

And  vexed  with  trifling;  cares, 
While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undisturbed  affairs. 


47  THANKSGIVING,    PRAISE, 

5  Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou ! 
What  worthless  worms  are  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 


47.  7s  M.  Montgomery. 

mors  to  €5otr  m  tljc  ?J>ffl1)est. 

Songs  of  praise  the  angels  sang, 
Heaven  with  hallelujahs  rang, 
When  Jehovah's  work  begun, 
When  he  spake,  and  it  was  done. 
!  Songs  of  praise  awoke  the  morn 
When  the  Prince  of  Peace  was  born ; 
Songs  of  praise  arose  when  he 
Captive  led  captivity. 
Heaven  and  earth  must  pass  away,  — 
Songs  of  praise  shall  crown  that  day  ; 
God  will  make  new  heavens  and  earth,  — 
Songs  of  praise  shall  hail  their  birth. 
And  will  man  alone  be  dumb, 
Till  that  glorious  kingdom  come  ? 
No  ;  the  church  delights  to  raise 
Psalms,  and  hymns,  and  songs  of  praise. 
Saints  below,  with  heart  and  voice, 
Still  in  songs  of  praise  rejoice  ; 
Learning  here,  by  faith  and  love, 
Songs  of  praise  to  sing  above. 
Borne  upon  the  latest  breath, 
Songs  of  praise  shall  conquer  death  ; 
Then,  amidst  eternal  joy, 
Songs  of  praise  their  powers  employ. 

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AND   ADORATION.  48,  49 

48.  C.  M.  Watts. 

$Jotoer  antr  i8ajestj>  of  GotJ.    Ps.  lxxxix. 

1  With  reverence  let  the  saints  appear, 

And  bow  before  the  Lord ; 
His  high  commands  with  reverence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

2  How  terrible  thy  glories  be  ! 

How  bright  thine  armies  shine  ! 
Where  is  the  power  that  vies  with  thee  ? 
Or  truth  compared  with  thine  ? 

3  The  northern  pole  and  southern  rest 

On  thy  supporting  hand  ; 
Darkness  and  day  from  east  to  west 
Move  round  at  thy  command. 

4  Thy  words  the  raging  winds  control, 

And  rule  the  boisterous  deep  ; 
Thou  mak'st  the  sleeping  billows  roll, 
The  rolling  billows  sleep. 

5  Justice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 

Yet  wondrous  is  thy  grace  ; 
While  truth  and  mercy,  joined  in  one, 
Invite  us  near  thv  face. 


49.  C.  M.         Tate  &  Brady. 

praising  GoTi  m  all  Ranges.    Ps.  xxxiv. 

1  Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 
In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

4  37 


50  THANKSGIVING,    PRAISE, 

2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 

Till  all  who  are  distressed 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just ; 
Deliverance  he  affords  to  all 
Who  on  his  succor  trust. 

4  O,  make  but  trial  of  his  love,  — 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blessed  they  are,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  truth  confide. 

5  Fear  him,  ye  saints ;  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear : 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight, — 
He'll  make  your  wants  his  care. 


50.  7s  M.  Salisbury  Col. 

gftrotatfou. 

1  Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Be  thy  glorious  name  adored ; 
Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail. 

2  Though  unworthy,  Lord,  thine  ear, 
Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear ; 
Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  sing. 

3  There  no  tongue  shall  silent  be  ; 
All  shall  join  in  harmony  ; 

That,  through  heaven's  capacious  round, 
Praise  to  thee  may  ever  sound. 


AND   ADORATION.  51 

Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail ! 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 
Be  thy  glorious  name  adored. 


dl»  P.  M.  Anonymous. 

2Tf)c  surpassing  (Klorp  of  ©totr. 

1  Since  o'er  thy  footstool  here  below 

Such  radiant  gems  are  strown, 
O,  what  magnificence  must  glow, 

Great  God,  about  thy  throne  ! 
So  brilliant  here  these  drops  of  light  — 
There  the  full  ocean  rolls  —  how  bright ! 

2  If  night's  blue  curtain  of  the  sky  — 

With  thousand  stars  inwrought, 
Hung  like  a  royal  canopy 

With  glittering  diamonds  fraught  — 
Be,  Lord,  thy  temple's  outer  veil, 
What  splendor  at  the  shrine  must  dwell ! 

3  The  dazzling  sun  at  noon-day  hour  — 

Forth  from  his  flaming  vase 
Flinging  o'er  earth  the  golden  shower 

Till  vale  and  mountain  blaze  — 
But  shows,  O  Lord,  one  beam  of  thine : 
Wrhat,  then,  the  day  where  thou  dost  shine ! 

4  0,  how  shall  these  dim  eyes  endure 

That  noon  of  living  rays  ! 
Or  how  our  spirits,  so  impure, 

Upon  thy  glory  gaze  ! 
Anoint,  O  Lord,  anoint  our  sight, 
And  fit  us  for  that  world  of  light. 


52  THANKSGIVING,    PRAISE, 

52.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Kofi's  l&ercfes  abobe  all  Return. 

1  In  glad  amazement,  Lord,  I  stand, 
Amidst  the  bounties  of  thy  hand  : 
How  numberless  those  bounties  are  ! 
How  rich,  how  various,  and  how  fair  ! 

2  But,  O,  what  poor  returns  I  make  ! 
What  lifeless  thanks  I  pay  thee  back  ! 
Lord,  I  confess,  with  humble  shame, 
My  offerings  scarce  deserve  the  name. 

3  Fain  would  my  laboring  heart  devise 
To  bring  some  nobler  sacrifice  ; 

It  sinks  beneath  the  mighty  load, 
"  What  shall  I  render  to  my  God  ?  " 

4  To  him  I  consecrate  my  praise, 
And  vow  the  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Yet  what,  at  best,  can  I  pretend 
Worthy  such  gifts  from  such  a  Friend  I 

5  In  deep  abasement,  Lord,  I  see 
My  emptiness  and  poverty : 
Enrich  my  soul  with  grace  divine, 
And  make  me  worthier  to  be  thine. 

6  Give  me,  at  length,  an  angel's  tongue, 
That  heaven  may  echo  with  my  song : 
The  theme,  too  great  for  time,  shall  be 
The  joy  of  long  eternity. 


AND   ADORATION.  53 

53.  S.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

<&otr  our  constant  benefactor. 

1  My  Maker  and  my  King, 

To  thee  my  all  I  owe : 
Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring 
Whence  all  my  blessings  flow. 

2  Thou  ever  good  and  kind, 

A  thousand  reasons  move, 

A  thousand  obligations  bind, 

My  heart  to  grateful  love. 

3  The  creature  of  thy  hand, 

On  thee  alone  I  live  : 
My  God,  thy  benefits  demand 

More  praise  than  tongue  can  give. 

4  O,  what  can  I  impart 

When  all  is  thine  before  ? 
Thy  love  demands  a  thankful  heart, — 
The  gift,  alas,  how  poor ! 

5  Shall  I  withhold  thy  due  ? 

And  shall  my  passions  rove  ? 
Lord,  form  this  wretched  heart  anew, 
And  fill  it  with  thy  love. 

6  O,  let  thy  grace  inspire 

My  soul  with  strength  divine  ; 
Let  all  my  powers  to  thee  aspire, 
And  all  my  days  be  thine. 

4* 


54  THANKSGIVING,    PRAISE, 

54.  L.  M.  6l.  T.  Moore. 

€Ko"0  m  2Ltfe  anlr  Hfgijt  of  t|)e  ®S?orlo\    Ps.  lxxxiv. 

1  Thou  art,  O  God,  the  life  and  light 

Of  all  this  wondrous  world  we  see  ; 
Its  glow  by  day,  its  smile  by  night, 

Are  but  reflections  caught  from  thee. 
Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 

2  When  day,  with  farewell  beam,  delays 

Among  the  opening  clouds  of  even, 
And  we  can  almost  think  we  gaze 

Through  golden  vistas  into  heaven, 
Those  hues  that  make  the  sun's  decline 
So  soft,  so  radiant,  Lord,  are  thine. 

3  When  night,  with  wings  of  starry  gloom, 

O'ershadows  all  the  earth  and  skies, 
Like  some  dark,  beauteous  bird,  whose  plume 

Is  sparkling  with  unnumbered  eyes, 
That  sacred  gloom,  those  fires  divine, 
So  grand,  so  countless,  Lord,  are  thine. 

4  When  youthful  Spring  around  us  breathes, 

Thy  spirit  warms  her  fragrant  sigh ; 
And  every  flower  the  Summer  wreaths 

Is  born  beneath  thy  kindling  eye. 
Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 


AND    ADORATION.  55,  56 

OO,  L.  M.  Browne. 

ihafsc  to  tf)£  onlg  tru*  (SotJ.     Ps.  Ixxxvi. 

1  Eternal  God,  almighty  Cause 

Of  earth,  and  seas,  and  worlds  unknown, 
All  things  arc  subject  to  thy  laws ; 
All  things  depend  on  thee  alone. 

2  Thy  glorious  being  singly  stands, 

Of  all  within  itself  possessed  ; 
Controlled  by  none  are  thy  commands ; 
Thou  in  thyself  alone  art  blessed. 

3  Worship  to  thee  alone  belongs ; 

Worship  to  thee  alone  we  give ; 
Thine  be  our  hearts,  and  thine  our  songs, 
And  to  thy  glory  may  we  live. 

4  Lord,  spread  thy  name  through  heathen  lands, 

Their  idol  deities  dethrone, 
Subdue  the  world  to  thy  commands, 
And  reign,  as  thou  art,  God  alone. 

OOi  L.   M.  Doddridge 

#raistnfl  ©oti   tfcrougf)  t&e  tojwlt  of  our  Hjristencc. 
Ps.  cxlvi. 

1  God  of  my  life,  through  all  its  days 

My  grateful  powers  shall  sound  thy  praise  ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  cares  would  break  my  rest, 
And  griefs  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
Thy  tuneful  praises,  raised  on  high, 

Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 
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57  THANKSGIVING,    PRAISE, 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  my  powers  of  language  fail, 

Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But,  0,  when  that  last  conflict 's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  flesh  no  more, 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies  ! 

5  Soon  shall  I  learn  th'  exalted  strains 
Which  echo  o'er  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 

The  glowing  seraphs  round  thy  throne. 


57.  Li.  M.  Doddridge. 

jFafti)  encoiiragetr. 

1  Sing  to  the  Lord,  who  loud  proclaims 
His  various  and  his  saving  names ; 
O,  may  they  not  be  heard  alone, 
But  by  our  sure  experience  known ! 

2  Let  great  Jehovah  be  adored, 
Th'  eternal,  all-sufficient  Lord, 

He  through  the  world  Most  High  confessed, 
By  whom  'twas  formed,  and  is  possessed. 

3  Awake,  our  noblest  powers,  to  bless 
The  God  of  Abram,  God  of  peace  ; 
Now  by  a  dearer  title  known,  — 
Father  and  God  of  Christ  his  Son. 

4  Through  eveiy  age  his  gracious  ear 
Is  open  to  his  servants'  prayer ; 
Nor  can  one  humble  soul  complain 
That  it  hath  sought  its  God  in  vain. 


AND    ADORATION.  58 

What  unbelieving  heart  shall  dare 
In  whispers  to  suggest  a  fear, 
While  still  he  owns  his  ancient  name  ? 
The  same  his  power,  his  love  the  same. 

To  thee  our  souls  in  faith  arise, 
To  thee  we  lift  expecting  eyes, 
And  boldly  through  the  desert-  tread, 
For  God  will  guard  where  God  shall  lead. 

58.  H.  M.  Tate  &  Brady. 

Bnfbersal  ^rafse.    Ps.  cxlviii. 

1  Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy, 

Exalt  your  Maker's  fame  ; 

His  praise  your  song  employ 

Above  the  starry  frame  ; 

Your  voices  raise, 

Ye  cherubim, 

And  seraphim, 

To  sing  his  praise. 

2  Thou  moon,  that  rul'st  the  night, 

And  sun,  that  guid'st  the  day, 
Ye  glittering  stars  of  light, 
To  him  your  homage  pay ; 
His  praise  declare, 
Ye  heavens  above, 
And  clouds  that  move 
In  liquid  air. 

3  Let  them  adore  the  Lord, 

And  praise  his  holy  name, 
By  whose  almighty  word 

They  all  from  nothing  came ; 

45 


THANKSGIVING,    PRAISE, 

And  all  shall  last 
From  changes  free : 
His  firm  decree 

Stands  ever  fast. 


United  zeal  be  shown, 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raise, 

Whose  glorious  name  alone 

Deserves  our  endless  praise  ; 

Earth's  utmost  ends 

i  His  power  obey  ; 
His  glorious  sway 
The  sky  transcends. 

Li.  M.                 Doddridge. 

• 
?£Hm  to£o  is  fnbistfcle. 

59. 


Eternal  and  immortal  King, 

Thy  peerless  splendors  none  can  bear  ; 
But  darkness  veils  seraphic  eyes, 

When  God,  with  all  his  lustre,  's  there. 

Yet  faith  can  pierce  the  awful  gloom, 

The  great  Invisible  can  see, 
And  with  its  tremblings  mingle  joy, 

In  fixed  regards,  great  God,  to  thee. 

Then  every  tempting  form  of  sin, 

Shamed  in  thy  presence,  disappears ; 
And  all  the  glowing,  raptured  soul 

The  likeness  it  contemplates  wears. 
O,  ever-conscious  to  my  heart, 

Witness  to  its  supreme  desire. 
Behold,  it  presseth  on  to  thee, 

For  it  hath  caught  the  heavenly  fire. 

46 


AND   ADORATION.  60,  61 

5  This  one  petition  would  it  urge, — 
To  bear  thee  ever  in  its  sight ; 
In  life,  in  death,  in  worlds  unknown, 
Its  only  portion  and  delight. 

60.  Ii.  M.  Kippis. 
£o  ti)c  unfctioum  @fotr. 

1  Great  God,  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 
Attempts  to  look  thy  nature  through ; 
Our  laboring  powers  with  reverence  own 
Thy  glories  never  can  be  known. 

2  Not  the  high  seraph's  mighty  thought, 
Who  countless  years  his  God  has  sought, 
Such  wondrous  height  or  depth  can  find, 
Or  fully  trace  thy  boundless  mind. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  kindness  deigns  to  show 
Enough  for  mortal  minds  to  know ; 
While  wisdom,  goodness,  power  divine, 
Through  all  thy  works  and  conduct  shine. 

4  O,  may  our  souls  with  rapture  trace 
Thy  works  of  nature  and  of  grace, 
Explore  thy  sacred  name,  and  still 
Press  on  to  know  and  do  thy  will ! 

61.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

(Goa  immutable. 

1  Great  Former  of  this  various  frame, 
Our  souls  adore  thine  awful  name, 
And  bow  and  tremble  while  they  praise 
The  Ancient  of  eternal  days. 


62  THANKSGIVING,    PRAISE, 

2  Beyond  an  angel's  vision  bright, 
Thou  dwell'st  in  self-existent  light, 
Which  shines  with  undiminished  ray, 
While  suns  and  worlds  in  smoke  decay. 

3  Our  days  a  transient  period  run, 
And  change  with  every  circling  sun ; 
And,  in  the  firmest  state  we  boast, 
A  moth  can  crush  us  into  dust. 

4  But  let  the  creatures  fall  around  ; 
Let  death  consign  us  to  the  ground  ; 
Let  the  last  general  flame  arise, 
And  melt  the  arches  of  the  skies ;  — 

5  Calm  as  the  summer's  ocean,  we 
Can  all  the  wreck  of  nature  see, 
While  grace  secures  us  an  abode 
Unshaken  as  the  throne  of  God. 


62.  £,.    M.  BOWRING. 

(iKoTJ  omnipresent. 

1  Father  and  Friend,  thy  light,  thy  love, 

Beaming  through  all  thy  works,  we  see  ; 
Thy  glory  gilds  the  heavens  above, 
And  all  the  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

2  Thy  voice  we  hear,  thy  presence  feel, 

Whilst  thou,  too  pure  for  mortal  sight, 
Involved  in  clouds,  invisible, 

Reignest  the  Lord  of  life  and  light. 

3  We  know  not  in  what  hallowed  part 

Of  the  wide  heavens  thy  throne  may  be ; 
But  this  we  know,  —  that  where  thou  art, 
Strength,  wisdom,  goodness,  dwell  with  thee. 

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AND   ADORATION.  68 

4  And  through  the  various  maze  of  time, 

And  through  th'  infinity  of  space, 
We  follow  thy  career  sublime, 

And- all  thy  wondrous  footsteps  trace. 

5  Thy  children  shall  not  faint  nor  fear, 

Sustained  by  this  delightful  thought,  — 
Since  thou,  their  God,  art  every  where, 
They  cannot  be  where  thou  art  not. 

63.  l.  M.  Watts. 

&5e  SHUSeefna  ®oti.    Ps.  cxxxix. 

1  Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through ; 
Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 

My  rising  and  my  resting  hours, 

My  heart  and  flesh,  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known  ; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand  ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand  : 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

1  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vast  and  great ! 
What  large  extent,  what  lofty  height ! 
My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

5  0,  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest ; 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 


64,  65  THANKSGIVING,    PRAISE, 

64.  C.  M.  H.  K.  White. 

^otr's  ^otoer  obcr  Ins  HUorfcs 

1  The  Lord  our  God  is  full  of  might ; 

The  winds  obey  his  will ; 
He  speaks,  and  in  his  heavenly  height 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land 

With  threatening  aspect  roar  ; 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 
And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Howl,  winds  of  night,  your  force  combine  ; 

Without  his  high  behest, 
Ye  shall  not  in  the  mountain  pine 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 


Ye  nations,  bend,  in  reverence  bend  ; 

Ye  monarchs,  wait  his  nod, 
And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 

To  celebrate  our  God. 


65.  L.    M.  BOWRING. 

perpetual  |9vafsc. 

1  When,  wakened  by  thy  voice  of  power, 
The  hour  of  morning  beams  in  light, 
My  voice  shall  sing  that  morning  hour, 
And  thee,  who  mad'st  that  hour  so  bright. 
'2  The  morning  strengthens  into  noon  ; 

Earth's  fairest  beauties  shine  more  fair ; 
And  noon  and  morning  shall  attune 

My  grateful  heart  to  praise  and  prayer. 


AND   ADORATION.  66 

3  When  'neath  the  evening  western  gate 

The  sun's  retiring  rays  are  hid, 
My  joy  shall  be  to  meditate, 
E'en  as  the  pious  patriarch  did. 

4  As  twilight  wears  a  darker  hue, 

And  gathering  night  creation  dims, 
The  twilight  and  the  midnight,  too, 

Shall  have  their  harmonies  and  hymns. 

5  So  shall  sweet  thoughts,  and  thoughts  sublime, 

My  constant  inspirations  be  ; 
And  every  shifting  scene  of  time 
Reflect,  my  God,  a  light  from  thee. 


66.  L.  M.  Sewall's  Col. 

2LoWn2*2*mtmcss  of  CKoti. 

1  Father,  to  thy  kind  love  we  owe 
All  that  is  fair  and  good  below  ; 
Bestower  of  the  health  that  lies 

On  tearless  cheeks  and  cheerful  eyes, — 

2  Giver  of  sunshine  and  of  rain, 
Ripener  of  fruits  on  hill  and  plain, 
Fountain  of  light,  that,  rayed  afar, 
Fills  the  vast  urns  of  sun  and  star  !  — 

3  Who  send'st  thy  storms  and  frosts  to  bind 
The  plagues  that  rise  to  waste  mankind ; 
Then  breathest,  o'er  the  naked  scene, 
Spring  gales,  and  life,  and  tender  green. 

4  Yet  deem  we  not  that  thus  alone 
Thy  mercy  and  thy  love  are  shown ; 
For  we  have  learned,  with  higher  praise, 
And  holier  names,  to  speak  thy  ways. 

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67  THANKSGIVING,   PRAISE, 

5  In  woe's  dark  hour,  our  kindest  stay, 
Sole  trust  when  life  shall  pass  away, 
Teacher  of  hopes  that  light  the  gloom 
Of  death,  and  consecrate  the  tomb  ! 

6  Patient  with  headstrong  guilt  to  bear; 
Slow  to  avenge,  and  kind  to  spare  ; 
Listening  to  prayer,  and  reconciled 
Full  quickly  to  thy  erring  child ! 


67.  L.  M.  Walker's  Col. 

CSotr  eternal  atrti  unctja  useable. 
1  All-powerful,  self-existent  God, 


Who  all  creation  dost  sustain, 
Thou  wast,  and  art,  and  art  to  come, 
And  everlasting  is  thy  reign. 

2  Fixed  and  eternal  as  thy  days, 

Each  glorious  attribute  divine, 
Through  ages  infinite,  shall  still 
With  undiminished  lustre  shine. 

3  Fountain  of  being,  Source  of  good, 

Immutable  thou  dost  remain  ; 
Nor  can  the  shadow  of  a  change 
Obscure  the  glories  of  thy  reign. 

4  Earth  may,  with  all  her  powers,  dissolve, 

If  such  the  great  Creator's  will ; 
But  thou  forever  art  the  same  ; 
I  am  is  thy  memorial  still. 

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AND   ADORATION.  68,  69 


C.  M.  Ster.nhold, 

i-ttnjrstn  of  GJoft.     Ps.  xviii. 

1  The  Lord  descended  from  above, 

And  bowed  the  heavens  most  high, 
And  underneath  his  feet  he  cast 
The  darkness  of  the  sky. 

2  On  cherubim  and  seraphim 

Full  royally  he  rode, 
And  on  the  wings  of  mighty  winds 
Came  flying  all  abroad. 

3  He  sat  serene  upon  the  floods, 

Their  fury  to  restrain  ; 
And  he,  as  sovereign  Lord  and  King, 
Forevermore  shall  reign. 


69#  L-   M.  Spirit  of  Ps. 

Htcrmti?  of  &otj.    Ps.  xc. 

1  Ere  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime. 

Or  the  fair  earth  in  order  stood, 
Before  the  birth  of  ancient  time, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

2  A  thousand  ages,  in  their  flight, 

With  thee  are  as  a  fleeting  day  ; 
Past,  present,  future,  to  thy  sight 

At  once  their  various  scenes  display. 

3  But  our  brief  life  \s  a  shadowy  dream, 

A  passing  thought,  that  soon  is  o'er, 
That  fades  with  morning's  earliest  beam, 
And  fills  the  musing  mind  no  more. 
5*  sa  " 


70  THANKSGIVING,    PRAISE, 

4  To  us,  O  Lord,  the  wisdom  give 
So  every  precious  hour  to  spend, 
That  we  at  length  with  thee  may  live, 
Where  life  and  bliss  shall  never  end. 


70.  c.  P.  M.  H.  More. 

(Soft's  2Lobe  seen  fit  Nature. 

1  My  God,  thy  boundless  love  I  praise : 
How  bright  on  high  its  glories  blaze  ! 

How  sweetly  bloom  below  ! 
It  streams  from  thine  eternal  throne  ; 
Through  heaven  its  joys  forever  run, 
And  o'er  the  earth  they  flow. 

2  'Tis  love  that  paints  the  purple  morn, 
And  bids  the  clouds,  in  air  upborne, 

Their  genial  drops  distil ; 
In  every  vernal  beam  it  glows, 
It  breathes  in  every  gale  that  blows, 

And  glides  in  every  rill. 

3  It  robes  in  cheerful  green  the  ground, 
And  pours  its  flowery  beauties  round, 

Whose  sweets  perfume  the  gale ; 
Its  bounties  richly  spread  the  plain, — 
The  blushing  fruit,  the  golden  grain,  — 

And  smile  on  every  vale. 

4  But  in  thy  word  I  see  it  shine 
With  grace  and  glories  more  divine, 

Proclaiming  sins  forgiven ; 
There  Faith,  bright  cherub,  points  the  way 
To  realms  of  everlasting  day, 

And  opens  all  her  heaven. 

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AND    ADORATION.  71 

Then  let  the  love  that  makes  me  blest, 
With  cheerful  praise  inspire  my  breast, 

And  ardent  gratitude  — 
And  all  my  thoughts  and  passigns  tend 
To  thee,  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 

My  soul's  eternal  good. 


71.  S.  M.  Montgomery  . 

Mess  t!)c  2LorT»  for  |)fs  J&ercfes.    Ps.  ciii. 

1  O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 

His  grace  to  thee  proclaim  ; 
And  all  that  is  within  me,  join 
To  bless  his  holy  name. 

2  O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind ; 
Forget  not  all  his  benefits  ; 
The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

3  He  will  not  always  chide  ; 

He  will  with  patience  wait ; 
His  wrath  is  ever  slow  to  rise, 
And  ready  to  abate. 

4  He  pardons  all  thy  sins, 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath  ; 
He  healeth  thine  infirmities, 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

5  He  clothes  thee  with  his  love, 

Upholds  thee  with  his  truth, 
And,  like  the  eagle,  he  renews 
The  vigor  of  thy  youth. 


72     THANKSGIVING,    PRAISE,    AND   ADORATION. 

6  Then  bless  his  holy  name 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole, 
Whose  loving-kindness  crowns  thy  days ; 
O,  blqss  the  Lord,  my  soul. 

72.  Li.  M.  6l.  Bowring. 

&!)e  Ncto  IBispmsatfon. 

1  The  cloud,  the  whirlwind,  and  the  wrath, 
The  lightnings  flashing  round  thy  path, 

The  arm  laid  bare,  the  withering  frown, 
The  thunder,  and  the  fiery  word, 
Were  thine  of  old,  terrific  Lord, 

And  inaccessible  thy  throne. 

2  So  inconceivably  sublime 

And  dreadful,  in  the  ancient  time, 

Thou  to  thine  Abraham's  race  wert  shown  ; 
In  majesty  and  awful  might, 
In  unapproached  and  dazzling  light, 
The  dread,  unutterable  One  ! 

3  But  we  thy  name  may  breathe,  O  Lord, 
And  language  has  no  sweeter  word, 

Nor  thought  a  more  delightful  theme  ; 
Since  all  that  boundless  love  and  light, 
Soul,  sense,  truth,  beauty  can  unite, 

Are  harmonized  in  thee  supreme. 

4  It  was  the  man  of  Nazareth, 

Whose  gentle  hand,  anil  generous  breath, 

Taught  nobler  lessons  from  above  ; 
Taught°  all  his  followers  how  to  pray, 
And  bade  them  Abba,  Father !  say  — 
Their  Father  God  —the  God  of  love  ! 


DIVINE    PROVIDENCE. 


73i  C.  M.  Cowper. 

Hf2t)t  sfjinftifi  out  of  Sarftitess. 

1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way 

His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill, 
He  treasures  up  his  bright  designs, 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 


74,  75  DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 
And  scan  his  work  in  vain ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

74.  ]L.   M.  Anonymous. 

paternal  $robf&cixce  ^  ®o&. 

1  Through  all  the  various,  shifting  scene 

Of  life's  mistaken  ill  or  good, 
Thy  hand,  O  God,  conducts,  unseen, 
The  beautiful  vicissitude. 

2  Thou  givest  with  paternal  care, 

Howe'er  unjustly  we  complain, 
To  all  their  necessary  share 

Of  joy  and  sorrow,  health  and  pain. 

3  All  things  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 

On  thine  eternal  will  depend ; 
And  all  for  greater  good  were  given, 
Would  man  pursue  th'  appointed  end. 

4  Be  this  my  care  !  —  to  all  beside 

Indifferent  let  my  wishes  be  ; 
Passion  be  calm,  and  dumb  be  pride, 
And  fixed  my  soul,  great  God,  on  thee. 

70.  £,.    M.  BOWRING. 

i^Tjsterfcs  of  $robftreuce. 

1  Lord,  in  the  unbeginning  years, 

Whose  course  is  wrapped  in  trackless  night, 
Ere  thou  hadst  launched  the  heavenly  spheres, 
Or  waked  this  wandering  world  to  light,  — 

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DIVINE     PROVIDENCE.  76 

2  What  were  thy  words,  thy  works,  —  and  how 

Didst  thou  thy  glorious  march  record  ? 
For  thou  wert  great  and  good,  as  now, 
Of  love  the  Source,  of  light  the  Lord. 

3  And  in  th'  unending  ages,  far 

Beyond  the  utmost  reach  of  mind, 
When  all  that  is,  and  all  that  arc, 

Shall  leave  not  e'en  a  wreck  behind,  — 

4  O,  what  shall  be  thy  bright  career, 

Lord  of  th'  eternal,  changeless  will  ? 
Thou  wilt  be  there  supreme,  as  here  — 
All- wise,  all-good,  almighty  still ! 

5  Yes  !  shrouded  in  the  mystery, 

The  past,  the  future's  dark  abyss, 
Bright  clouds  of  splendor  circle  thee, 
And  light  thy  path  from  bliss  to  bliss. 

6  This  is  our  faith,  our  hope,  our  trust, 

Through  thought's  immeasurable  range  : 
Time  is  a  dream,  and  man  is  dust ; 

But  thou  —  but  thou  canst  never  change. 


76.  7S    M.  RVLAND. 

©ur  Onus  fix  ti)e  ?ifcnti  of  ©ofc. 

1  Sovereign  Ruler  of  the  skies, 
Ever-gracious,  ever- wise, 

All  my  times  are  in  thy  hand, 
All  events  at  thy  command. 

2  Thou  didst  form  me  by  thy  power; 
Thou  wilt  guide  me,  hour  by  hour; 
All  my  times  shall  ever  be 
Ordered  by  thy  wise  decree  ;  — 

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77  DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

3  Times  of  sickness,  times  of  health  ; 
Times  of  penury  and  wealth  ; 
Times  of  trial  and  of  grief; 
Times  of  triumph  and  relief;  — 

4  Times  temptation's  power  to  prove  ; 
Times  to  taste  a  Savior's  love. 

All  is  fixed,  the  means  and  end, 
As  shall  please  my  heavenly  Friend. 


77.  s.  M.  Watts. 

ffifoU  our  S&cjftetfJ.     Ps.  xxiii. 

1  The  Lord  my  Shepherd  is ; 

I  shall  be  well  supplied  : 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot -yield  to  fear; 
Though  I  should  walk  thro'  death's  dark  shade, 
My  Shepherd  's  with  me  there. 

5  In  sight  of  all  my  foes 

Thou  dost  my  table  spread ; 
Mv  cup  with  blessings  overflows, 
And  joy  exalts  my  head. 


DIVINE     PROVIDENCE.  78 

The  bounties  of  thy  love 

Shall  crown  my  following  days ; 

Nor  from  thy  house  will  I  remove, 
Nor  cease  to  speak  thy  praise. 


78.  lis  M.  Montgomery. 

(Got!  our  <SJ)ej)|)crtr.    Ps.  xxiii. 

1  The  Lord  is  my  Shepherd ;  no  want  shall  I  know  ; 

I  feed  in  green  pastures  ;  safe  folded  I  rest ; 
He  leadeth  my  soul  where  the  still  waters  flow  ; 
Restores  me  when  wandering,  redeems  when 
oppressed. 

2  Through  the  valley  and  shadow  of  death  though 

I  stray, 
Since  thou  art  my  Guardian,  no  evil  I  fear ; 
Thy  rod  shall  defend  me,  thy  staff  be  my  stay ; 
No  harm  can  befall  with  my  Comforter  near. 

3  In  the  midst  of  affliction  my  table  is  spread  ; 

With  blessings  unmeasured  my  cup  runneth 
o'er; 
With  perfume  and  oil  thou  anointest  my  head : 
O,  what  shall  I  ask  of  thy  providence  more  ? 

4  Let  goodness  and  mercy,  my  bountiful  God, 

Still  follow  my  steps,  till  I  meet  thee  above ; 
I  seek,  by  the  path  which  my  forefathers  trod, 
Through  the  land  of  their  sojourn,  thy  king- 
dom of  love. 

6  61 


79,  80  DIVINE    PROVIDENCE. 

#"•  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

5Cije  Sags  of  tjje  iEprfflljt  fcnoton  to  ©totr. 

1  To  thee,  my  God,  my  days  are  known  ; 

My  soul  enjoys  the  thought ; 
My  actions  all  before  thy  face, 
Nor  are  my  faults  forgot. 

2  Each  secret  breath  devotion  vents 

Is  vocal  to  thine  ear  ; 
And  all  my  walks  of  daily  life 
Before  thine  eye  appear. 

3  The  vacant  hour,  the  active  scene, 

Thy  mercy  shall  approve  ; 
And  every  pang  of  sympathy, 
And  every  care  of  love. 

4  Each  golden  hour  of  beaming  light 

Is  gilded  by  thy  rays  ; 
And  dark  affliction's  midnight  gloom 
A  present  God  surveys. 

5  Full  in  thy  view  through  life  I  pass, 

And  in  thy  view  I  die  ; 
And,  when  each  mortal  bond  is  broke, 
Shall  find  my  God  is  nigh. 

oO.  S.  M.  Doddridge. 

CKoti's  Cave  a  3Evemctri>  for  ours. 

1  How  gentle  God's  commands  ! 
How  kind  his  precepts  are  ! 
"  Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care." 

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DIVINE     PROVIDENCE.  81 

2  While  Providence  supports, 

Let  saints  securely  dwell ; 
That  hand,  which  bears  all  nature  up, 
Shall  guide  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 

Press  down  your  weary  mind  ? 
Haste  to  your  heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved 

Down  to  the  present  day  : 
Fll  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

L.  M.  J.  Fawcett. 

"  8s  ti)»  Bap,  so  sfraH  tjm  Strength  6e." 

1  Afflicted  saint,  to  God  draw  near  ; 
Thy  Father's  gracious  promise  hear ; 
His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee, 

That  "  as  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

2  Let  not  thy  heart  despond,  and  say, 

"  How  shall  I  stand  this  trying  day  ?  " 

He  has  engaged,  by  firm  decree, 

That  "as  thy  day /thy  strength  shall  be." 

3  Thy  faith  is  weak,  thy  foes  are  strong  ; 
And,  if  the  conflict  should  be  long, 
The  Lord  will  make  the  tempter  flee ; 
For  "  as  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be." 

4  When  called  by  him  to  bear  the  cross, 
Or  sore  affliction,  pain,  or  loss, 

Or  deep  distress  and  poverty, 

Still  "  as  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be." 


82  DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

5  When  death,  at  length,  appears  in  view, 
His  presence  shall  thy  fears  subdue  ; 
He  comes  to  set  thy  spirit  free ; 
And  "  as  thy  day,  thy  strength  shall  be." 


82.  L,.  M.  Wesley's  Col. 

JMfberances  acfcuotoU&sefc. 

1  God  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  power 

Through  varied  deaths  my  soul  hath  led, 
Or  turned  aside  the  fatal  hour, 
Or  lifted  up  my  sinking  head,  — 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 

Thy  ruling  providence  I  see ; 
Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run, 
And  still  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 

3  Whither,  O,  whither  should  I  fly, 

But  to  my  loving  Father's  breast, 
Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 

And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest  ? 

4  I  have  no  skill  the  snare  to  shun  ; 

But  thou,  O  God,  my  wisdom  art : 
I  ever  into  ruin  run  ; 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

5  Foolish,  and  impotent,  and  blind, 

Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known ; 
Bring  me  where  J  my  heaven  may  find, — 
The  heaven  of  loving  thee  alone. 

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83.  C.  P.  M.  Exeter  Col. 

ikobfticntfal  Gtootmcss  of  ffifoti. 

Great  Source  of  unexhausted  good, 

Who  giv'st  us  health,  and  friends,  and  food, 

And  peace,  and  calm  content, 
Like  fragrant  incense,  to  the  skies 
Let  songs  of  grateful  praises  rise, 

For  all  thy  blessings  lent. 

Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day, 
Thy  providence  attends  our  way, 

To  guard  us  and  to  guide  ; 
Thy  grace  directs  our  wandering  will, 
And  warns  us,  lest  seducing  ill 

Allure  our  souls  aside. 

Thy  smiles,  with  a  reviving  light, 
Cheer  the  long,  darksome  hours  of  night, 

And  gild  the  thickest  gloom  ; 
Thy  watchful  love,  around  our  bed, 
Doth  softly,  like  a  curtain,  spread, 

And  guard  the  peaceful  room. 


I  To  thee  our  lives,  our  all,  we  owe, 
Our  peace  and  sweetest  joys  below, 

And  brightest  hopes  above  ; 
Then  let  our  lives,  and  all  that's  uurs, 
Our  souls,  and  all  our  active  powers, 

Be  sacred  to  thy  love. 

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I 


84,  85  DIVINE    PROVIDENCE. 

84.  S.  M.     Christian  Psalmist. 
4&otj  toorfcmjj  fti  ti)e  <Soul. 

1  'Tis  God  the  spirit  leads 

In  paths  before  unknown  : 
The  work  to  be  performed  is  ours ; 
The  strength  is  all  his  own. 

2  Assisted  by  his  grace, 

We  still  pursue  our  way, 
And  hope  at  last  to  reach  the  prize, 
Secure  in  endless  day. 

3  'Tis  he  that  works  to  will, 

'Tis  he  that  works  to  do ; 
His  is  the  power  by  which  we  act,  — 
His  be  the  glory  too. 

85.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
Woint  (SooTmcss  fn  moderating  ^ffltctfon. 

1  Great  Ruler  of  all  nature's  frame, 

We  own  thy  power  divine  ; 
We  hear  thy  breath  in  every  storm, 
For  all  the  winds  are  thine. 

2  Wide  as  they  sweep  their  sounding  way, 

They  work  thy  sovereign  will ; 
And,  awed  by  thy  majestic  voice,  ^ 

Confusion  shall  be  still. 

3  Thy  mercy  tempers  every  blast 

To  those  who  seek  thy  face, 
And  mingles  with  the  tempest's  roar 
The  whispers  of  thy  grace. 

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DIVINE    PROVIDENCE.  86 

Those  gentle  whispers  let  me  hear, 

Till  all  the  tumult  cease, 
And  gales  of  Paradise  shall  lull 

My  weary  soul  to  peace. 


86. 


C  M.  Thomson. 

<&ooXinz8B  of  eSotr. 


1  Jehovah  God,  thy  gracious  power 

On  every  hand  we  see  ; 
O,  may  the  blessings  of  each  hour 
Lead  all  our  thoughts  to  thee  ! 

2  If,  on  the  wings  of  morn,  we  speed 

To  earth's  remotest  bound, 
Thy  hand  will  there  our  footsteps  lead, 
Thy  love  our  path  surround. 

3  Thy  power  is  in  the  ocean  deeps, 

And  reaches  to  the  skies ; 
Thine  eye  of  mercy  never  sleeps, 
Thy  goodness  never  dies. 

4  From  morn  till  noon,  till  latest  eve, 

The  hand  of  God  we  see  ; 
And  all  the  blessings  we  receive, 
i      Ceaseless,  proceed  from  thee. ' 

5  In  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time, 

On  thee  our  hopes  depend ; 
Through  every  age,  in  every  clime, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend. 

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87,  88  DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 

87.  ;l.  m.  6l.  Bowring, 
©loo's  merciful  $robf&ence. 

1  O,  let  my  trembling  soul  be  still, 

While  darkness  veils  this  mortal  eye, 
And  wait  thy  wise,  thy  holy  will, 

Wrapped  yet  in  fears  and  mystery  : 
I  cannot,  Lord,  thy  purpose  see ; 
Yet  all  is  well,  since  ruled  by  thee. 

2  When,  mounted  on  thy  clouded  car, 

Thou  send'st  thy  darker  spirits  down, 
I  can  discern  thy  light  afar, 

Thy  light  sweet  beaming  thro1  thy  frown; 
And,  should  I  faint  a  moment,  then 
I  think  of  thee,  and  smile  again. 

3  So,  trusting  in  thy  love,  I  tread 

The  narrow  path  of  duty  on  : 
What  tho'  some  cherished  joys  are  fled  ? 

What  tho'  some  flattering  dreams  are  gone  ? 
Yet  purer,  brighter  joys  remain  : 
Why  should  my  spirit,  then,  complain  ? 

88.  L,.  M.  Bowring. 

ffiotJ  merciful  fn  t1;c  fflvsUxits  of  Affliction. 

1  Mysterious  are  the  ways  of  God,' 
And  fear  and  blindness  oft  repine  ; 
We  murmur  'neath  his  chastening  rod, 
Because  we  read  not  his  design. 

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DIVINE     PROVIDENCE.  89 

2  Impending  clouds  his  love  has  spread 

O'er  this  low  vale  where  mortals  dwell ; 
And  oft  we  mourn  his  Spirit  fled, 

When  adverse  tempests  round  us  swell. 

3  But  in  those  storms  that  sometimes  roll, 

Our  mortal  dwellings  dark  above, 
Whose  threatening  shades  dismay  the  soul, 
Dwells  the  bright  presence  of  his  love. 

4  We  cannot  see  him  ;  not  a  ray 

Of  all  his  glory  there  appears ; 
And  oft  we  thread  our  darkened  way, 
,  Trembling  with  anxious  doubts  and  fears. 

5  Yet  faith  still  looks  beyond  the  gloom, 

While  hope's  bright  star  illumes  our  night ; 
Pilgrims  of  earth,  though  dark  the  tomb, 
It  leads  to  scenes  of  bliss  and  light 


89#  I"    M.  BOWRING. 

Hffllrt  In  Bareness. 

1  Oft,  when  the  gathering  clouds  of  woe 

The  mercy-source  of  light  eclipse, 
Thoughts  which  the  bosom  overflow, 
Break  out  in  murmurs  from  the  lips. 

2  Dark  is  the  memory  of  the  past, 

Dark  the  approaching  days  to  come  ; 
And  darker  yet  the  shades  which  cast 
O'er  passing  hours  their  present  gloom. 


89 


DIVINE     PROVIDENCE. 


3  When  shall  that  thickening  gloom  disperse, 

God's  heavenly  sunshine  breaking  through  ? 
When  shall  the  glorious  universe 

Wear  cheerful  robes,  and  smile  anew  ? 

4  O,  if  distrust,  and  if  despair, 

Usurp  the  sceptre  of  the  soul, 
How  should  God's  brightness  enter  there, 
To  comfort,  counsel,  and  control? 

5  But  let  thy  heart  the  thoughts  dismiss, 

Which  doubt,  or  censure,  or  complain ; 
And  soon  a  very  tide  of  bliss 

Shall  rush  into  that  heart  again. 

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CHRIST    AND    THE    CHRISTIAN 
LIFE. 


90.  7s  M.  Bowring. 

jFor  gfcbmt,  or  <£i)rfstmas. 

1  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveller  !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height 

See  that  glory-beaming  star  ! 
Watchman  !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Traveller !  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day, 

Promised  day  of  Israel ! 

2  Watchman !  tell  us  of  the  night ; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Traveller  !  blessedness  and  light, 

Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 
Watchman !  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller  !  ages  are  its  own  : 

See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

3  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 

Traveller  !    darkness  takes  its  flight ; 

Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 

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CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  91 

Watchman  !  let  thy  wanderings  cease ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
Traveller !   lo,  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Lo,  the  Son  of  God,  is  come  ! 


"1»  C  M.  Doddridge. 

1  Hark,  the  glad  sound,  the  Savior  comes, 

The  Savior  promised  long  ! 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  spirit,  largely  poured, 

Exerts  its  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes,  the  prisoners  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray, 
And  on  the  eyeballs  of  the  blind 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

5  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure, 
And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 

Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim, 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.       92,  93 

"*•  S.  M.  Doddridge. 

®i)rfst  t|e  lioot  of  SaWUf,  an&  tfie  .fHornfno,  Star. 

1  All  hail,  mysterious  King ! 
Hail,  David's  ancient  root ! 
Thou  righteous  branch,  which  thence  didst  spring 
To  give  the  nations  fruit ! 

2  Our  weary  souls  shall  rest 

Beneath  thy  grateful  shade  ; 

Our  thirsting  lips  salvation  taste  ; 

Our  fainting  hearts  are  glad. 

3  Fair  morning  star,  arise, 

With  living  glories  bright, 
And  pour  on  these  awakening  eyes 
A  flood  of  sacred  lip-ht. 

o 

4  The  horrid  gloom  is  fled, 

Pierced  by  thy  beauteous  ray ; 
Shine,  and  our  wandering  footsteps  lead 
To  everlasting  day. 


93'  S.  M.  Needham. 

<£&rfst  tf)c  mm  of  ti)e  movti*. 

1  Behold  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

The  chosen  of  the  Lord, 

God's  well-beloved  Son,  fulfils 

The  sure,  prophetic  word. 

2  No  royal  pomp  adorns 

This  King  of  righteousness  : 
Meekness  and  patience,  truth  and  love, 
Compose  his  princely  dress. 


94  CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

3  The  Spirit  of  the  Lord, 

In  rich  abundance  shed, 
On  this  great  Prophet  gently  lights, 
And  rests  upon  his  head. 

4  Jesus,  the  light  of  men, 

His  doctrine  life  imparts ; 
O,  may  we  feel  its  quickening  power 
To  warm  and  glad  our  hearts ! 

5  Cheered  by  its  beams,  our  souls 

Shall  run  the  heavenly  way  ; 
The  path  which  Christ  has  marked  and  trod, 
Will  lead  to  endless  day. 


94.  C.   M.  Anonymous. 

Cimstmas  ^jmn. 

1  Calm  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 

Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains ! 

2  Celestial  choirs,  from  courts  above, 

Shed  sacred  glories  there  ; 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

3  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

Send  back  the  glad  reply, 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
The  day-spring  from  on  high. 

4  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm, 
And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 


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5  "  Glory  to  God  !  "  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  with  their  anthems  sing  ; 
"  Peace  to  the  earth,  good-willio  men, 
From  heaven's  eternal  King." 

6  Light  on  thy  hills,  Jerusalem  ! 

The  Savior  now  is  born  ! 
And  bright  on  Bethlehem's  joyous  plains 
Breaks  the  first  Christmas  morn. 


95*  C.  M.  Patrick. 

Xatfbfta?  <rf  <£im'st. 

.  While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night, 

All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 

And  glory  shone  around. 
!  "  Fear  not,"  said  he,  —  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind  ;  — 
"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 

To  you  and  all  mankind. 
"  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

Is  born,  of  David's  line, 
The  Savior,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord ; 

And  this  shall  be  the  sign  :  — 
"  The  heavenly  Babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  displayed, 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 

And  in  a  manger  laid." 
Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels  praising  God,  and  thus 

Addressed  their  joyful  song  : 

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96  CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ! 
Good-will  henceforth,  from  heaven  to  men, 
Begin  and  never  cease  !  " 

96.  s.  M.  Watts. 

SSlessctmcss  of  €Jospa  Qtimesi. 

1  How  beauteous  are  their  feet, 

Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill  J 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 

How  sweet  the  tidings  are  !  — 
"  Zion,  behold  thy  Savior  King ! 
He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found  ! 

4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 

Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs. 

And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad  : 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Savior  and  their  God. 

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W'  C.  If.  T.  Fletcher. 

£|je  jSaptfsm  antr  X-nspfratfon  of  Jesus. 

1  In  Judah's  rugged  wilderness, 
Where  Jordan  rolls  his  flood, 
In  manners  strict,  and  rude  in  dress, 
The  holy  Baptist  stood. 

2  And,  while  upon  the  river's  side 

The  people  thronged  to  hear, 
"  Repent,"  the  sacred  preacher  cried ; 
"  The  heavenly  kingdom  's  near." 

3  Now  Jesus  to  the  stream  descends ; 

His  feet  the  waters  lave  ; 
And  o'er  his  head,  that  humbly  bends, 
The  Baptist  pours  the  wave  ;  — 

4  W  hen,  lo  !  a  heavenly  form  appears, 

Descending  as  a  dove  ; 
And  wondrous  sounds  th'  assembly  hears, 
Proclaiming  from  above,  — 

5  "  This  is  my  well-beloved  Son  ; 

On  him  my  spirit  rests  ; 
Now  is  his  reign  of  grace  begun  ; 
Attend  his  high  behests." 

6  The  sacred  voice  has  reached  our  ear, 

And  still  through  distant  lands 
Shall  sound,  till  all  his  name  revere, 
And  honor  his  commands. 

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CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 


(  Paraphrases. 
QLty  Hatter  ISag's  ©flora?. 

1  O'er  mountain  tops,  the  mount  of  God 

In  latter  days  shall  rise, 
Above  the  summits  of  the  hills, 
And  draw  the  wandering  eyes. 

2  To  this  the  joyful  nations  round, 

All  tribes  and  tongues,  shall  flow  ; 
"  Up  to  the  mount  of  God,"  they  say, 
"  And  to  his  house,  we'll  go." 

3  The  beams  that  shine  from  Zion's  hill 

Shall  lighten  every  land  ; 
The  King  who  reigns  in  Salem's  towers 
Shall  the  whole  world  command. 

4  Among  the  nations  he  shall  judge  ; 

His  judgments  truth  shall  guide  ; 
His  sceptre  shall  protect  the  just, 
And  crush  the  sinner's  pride. 

5  No  war  shall  rage,  nor  hostile  strife 

Disturb  those  happy  years  ; 
To  ploughshares  men  shall  beat  their  swords, 
To  pruning-hooks  their  spears. 

6  No  longer  hosts,  encountering  hosts. 

Shall  crowds  of  slain  deplore  ; 
They'll  hang  the  trumpet  in  the  hall, 
And  study  war  no  more. 

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CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.    99,  1 

9".  L.  M.  Watts. 

Gloo  anti  ©race  in  Cijrfst. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song ! 
Awake,  my  soul ;  awake,  my  tongue  ; 
Hosanna  to  th1  eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace  ; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 

Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  The_  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wise  and  powerful  God ; 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 

4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  stands,  — 
The  noblest  labor  of  thine  hands  ; 
The  pleasing  lustre  of  his  eyes 
Outshines  the  wonders  of  the  skies. 

5  Grace  !  'tis  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme  ; 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name  ; 
Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound ; 

Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

100.  l,.  M.  Bowring. 

SJesus  teadnug,  t£c  people. 

1  How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel'a»sound 
From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When  listening  thousands  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  reverence  filled  the  place  ! 


101  CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 

To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way  ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home  ; 

Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest." 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust ; 

Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay ; 
A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 
And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 

101.  7s  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

Xtibitations  of  $esus. 

1  "  Come,"  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 

"  Come  and  make  my  paths  your  choice ; 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home  ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come. 

2  "  Thou  who,  houseless,  sole,  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  v/orld's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste, 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  haste. 

3  "  Ye  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain  ; 

Ye  whose  swollen  and  sleepless  eyes 
Watch  to  see  the  morning  rise  ;  — 

4  "  Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 
In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn, 
Here  repose  your  heavy  care  : 
A  wounded  spirit  who  can  bear  ? 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.     102,  103 

5  u  Sinner,  come  ;  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound, 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure.'" 

102.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Cfoti's  Miracles  in  CJrrtet 

1  Behold,  the  blind  their  sight  receive  ! 
Behold,  the  dead  awake  and  live ! 

The  dumb  speak  wonders,  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  bless  his  name  ! 

2  Thus  doth  th'  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  seal  the  mission  of  his  Son  ; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  cause, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  cross. 

3  He  dies  ;  the  heavens  in  mourning  stood  : 
He  rises,  and  appears  with  God  : 
Behold  the  Lord  ascending  high, 

No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die  ! 

4  Hence  and  forever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart ; 
And  to  those  hands  my  soul  resign, 
Which  bear  credentials  so  divine. 

103.  L.   31.  Watts. 

Sample  of  (CJjrfst. 

1  My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lsrd, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word ; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears, 
Drawn  out  in  living;  characters. 


104  CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains,  and  the  midnight  air, 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer  ; 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  victory  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  Pattern ;  may  I  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ! 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Amongst  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

104.  C.  M.  Enfield. 

Hyamplc  of  <£f)rist. 

1  Behold,  where,  in  a  mortal  form, 

Appears  each  grace  divine  ; 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 

To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3  'Midst  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn, 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood  ; 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life ; 
He  labored  for  their  good. 

4  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned,  he  bowed,  and  said, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  !  " 

82 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  105 

5  Be  Christ  our  Pattern  and  our  Guide ! 
His  image  may  wo  bear ! 
O,  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, 
His  joy  and  glory  share  ! 

lOo.  7s  M.  6l.  Montgomery. 

(Ttafst  our  Hvainplc  t'n  Suffcrfnjj. 

1  Go  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Ye  that  feel  temptation's  power  ; 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see  ; 

Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour. 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray. 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment-hall ; 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned. 
O,  the  wormwood  and  the  gall ! 

O,  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained ! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss ; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calvary's  mournful  mountain  climb  ; 

There,  admiring  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  time, 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete ; 
"  It  is  finished  !  "  hear  him  cry  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 

4  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb 

W  here  they  laid  his  breathless  clay  ; 
All  is  solitude  and  gloom  : 

Who  has  taken  him  away  ? 
Christ  is  risen  ;  he  meets  our  eyes  ; 
Savior,  teach  us  so  to  rise. 

83 


106,  107    CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE 

106.  L.  M.  Sir  J.  E.  Smith. 

"fit  fs  £;  foe  not  aftaftr." 

1  When  Power  divine,  in  mortal  form, 
Hushed  with  a  word  the  raging  storm, 
In  soothing  accents  Jesus  said, 

"  Lo,  it  is  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

2  So  when  in  silence  nature  sleeps, 
And  his  lone  watch  the  mourner  keeps, 
One  thought  shall  every  pang  remove,  — 
Trust,  feeble  man,  thy  Maker's  love. 

3  Blest  be  the  voice  that  breathes  from  heaven 
To  every  heart  in  sunder  riven, 

When  love,  and  joy,  and  hope,  are  fled, — 
"  Lo,  it  is  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

4  God  calms  the  tumult  and  the  storm  ; 
He  rules  the  seraph  and  the  worm  ; 
No  creature  is  by  him  forgot, 

Of  those  who  know,  or  know  him  not. 

5  And  when  the  last  dread  hour  shall  come, 
While  shuddering  Nature  waits  her  doom, 
This  voice  shall  call  the  pious  dead,  — 

"  Lo,  it  is  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

IOT.  fj.   M.  Doddridge. 

©Jjrfst  tfje  Situ  of  Hffltrteousness. 

1  To  thee,  O  God,  we  homage  pay, 
Source  of  the  light  that  rules  the  day  ; 
Who,  while  he  gilds  all  nature's  frame, 
Reflects  thy  rays,  and  speaks  thy  name. 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  108 

2  In  louder  strains  we  sing  that  grace 
Which  gives  the  Sun  of  righteousness, 
Whose  nobler  liijht  salvation  brings, 
And  scatters  healing  from  his  wings. 

3  Still  on  our  hearts  may  Jesus  shine 
With  beams  of  light  and  love  divine  ! 
Quickened  by  him,  our  souls  shall  live, 
And  cheered  by  him,  shall  grow  and  thrive. 

4  O,  may  his  glories  stand  confessed, 
From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  west ! 
Successful  may  his  gospel  run, 

Wide  as  the  circuit  of  the  sun  ! 

5  When  shall  that  radiant  scene  arise, 
When,  fixed  on  high  in  purer  skies, 
Christ  all  his  lustre  shall  display 

On  all  his  saints  through  endless  day  ? 

108.  L.   M.  MlLMAN. 

Ctjrist's  Hnttj  into  Jerusalem. 

1  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
Hark,  all  the  tribes  hosanna  cry ! 
Thy  humble  beast  pursues  his  road, 

With  palms  and  scattered  garments  strowed. 

2  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
In  lowly  pomp  ride  on  to  die  ! 

O  Christ,  thy  triumphs  now  begin, 
O'er  captive  death  and  conquered  sin. 

3  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
The  winged  squadrons  of  "the  sky 

Look  down  with  sad  and  wondering  eyes, 
To  see  th'  approaching  sacrifice. 
8  85 


109  CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

4  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 

Thy  last  and  fiercest  strife  is  nigh  ; 
The  Father,  on  his  sapphire  throne, 
Expects  his  own  anointed  Son ! 


109.  ]L.  M.  Watts. 

(prist's  ©sfng,  3&fsfng,  antj  Skctgnfitfl. 

1  He  dies  !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 

Lo,  Salem's  daughters  weep  around ; 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies  ; 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Here's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree ; 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men  ! 
But,  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  ! 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again ! 

3  The  rising  Lord  forsakes  the  tomb ; 

The  tomb  in  vain  forbids  his  rise ; 
Cherubic  lemons  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

4  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns ; 
Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains. 

5  Say,  "  Live  forever,  wondrous  King  ! 

Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save ; " 
Then  ask  the  monster,  "  Where's  thy  sting  ?  " 
And  "  Where's  thy  victory,  boasting  grave  ? ' 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  110 

110.  S.  M.  Doddridge. 

£!)c  attrnctfbc  influence  of  tf)c  Cross. 


1  Behold  th'  amazing  sight  — 

The  Savior  lifted  high  ! 
Behold  the  Son  of  God's  delight 
Expire  in  agony ! 

2  For  whom,  for  whom,  my  heart, 

Were  all  these  sorrows  borne  ? 
Why  did  he  feel  that  piercing  smart, 
And  meet  that  various  scorn  ? 

3  For  love  of  us  he  bled, 

And  all  in  torture  died  ; 
'Twas  love  that  bowed  his  fainting  head, 
And  oped  his  gushing  side. 

4  I  see,  and  I  adore 

In  sympathy  of  love  ; 
I  feel  the  strong,  attractive  power 
To  lift  my  soul  above. 

5  Drawn  by  such  cords  as  these, 

Let  all  the  earth  combine, 
WTith  cheerful  ardor,  to  confess 
The  energy  divine. 

6  In  thee  our  hearts  unite, 

Nor  share  thy  griefs  alone, 
But  from  thy  cross  pursue  their  flight 
To  thy  triumphant  throne. 


111,112    CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 


111.  L.  M.  (Christian 


Psalmist. 
aScfcoUr  tije  ffizn. 

1  Behold  the  man !     How  glorious  he  ! 

Before  his  foes  he  stands  unawed, 
And,  without  wrong  or  blasphemy, 
He  claims  to  be  the  Son  of  God. 

2  Behold  the  man !  by  all  condemned, 

Assaulted  by  a  host  of  foes, 
His  person  and  his  claims  contemned, 
A  man  of  sufferings  and  of  woes. 

3  Behold  the  man  !     So  weak  he  seems, 

His  awful  word  inspires  no  fear ; 
But  soon  must  he  who  now  blasphemes, 
Before  his  judgment  seat  appear. 

4  Behold  the  man  !     Though  scorned  below, 

He  bears  the  greatest  name  above ; 
The  angels  at  his  footstool  bow, 
And  all  his  royal  claims  approve. 

112.  CM.  Watts. 

2Ti)e  Resurrection  autt  Sisccnsfott  of  <&J)rfst. 

1  Hosanna  to  the  Prince  of  light, 

That  clothed  himself  in  clay, 
Entered  the  iron  gates  of  death, 
And  tore  the  bars  away. 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread, 

Since  our  Immanuel  rose  ; 
He  took  the  tyrant's  sting  away, 
And  spoiled  our  hellish  foes. 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  113 

3  See,  how  the  Conqueror  mounts  aloft, 
And  to  his  Father  flies, 
With  scars  of  honor  in  his  flesh, 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes  ! 


4  Bright  angels,  strike  your  loudest  strings ; 
Your  sweetest  voices  raise  ; 
Let  heaven  and  all  created  things 
Sound  our  lmmanuel's  praise. 


113.  L.  M.  Wesley's  Col. 

Kfsftifl  toft!)  Cimst. 

1  Ye  faithful  souls,  who  Jesus  know, 

If  risen  indeed  with  him  ye  are, 
Superior  to  the  joys  below, 

His  resurrection's  power  declare. 

2  Your  faith  by  holy  tempers  prove  ; 

By  actions  show  your  sins  forgiven  ; 
And  seek  the  glorious  things  above, 

And  follow  Christ,  your  Head,  to  heaven. 

3  To  him  continually  aspire, 

Contending  for  your  native  place, 
And  emulate  the  angel-choir, 

And  only  live  to  love  and  praise. 

4  Your  real  life,  with  Christ  concealed, 

Deep  in  the  Father's  bosom  lies  ; 
And,  glorious  as  your  Head  revealed, 
Ye  soon  shall  meet  him  in  the  skies. 

8*  89 


114,115    CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

114.  ss,  7s,  *fe  4s  M.        Anonymous. 

Xt  is  fi'itfstjetr. 

1  Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ! 
See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder  — 
Shakes  the  earth  —  and  veils  the  sky  ! 

"  It  is  finished  !  " 
Hear  the  dying  Savior  cry ! 

2  "  It  is  finished  !  "  —  O,  what  pleasure 

Do  these  sacred  words  afford  ! 
Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 
Flow  to  us  through  Christ  the  Lord  ! 

"  It  is  finished  !  " 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record  ! 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs; 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme  ; 
All  in  earth  and  heaven  uniting, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name  : 

Hallelujah ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 


115.  7s  M.  Gibbons. 

(fftmst  vfsutfl  ant)  ascentofnjj.    Ps.  xxiv. 

I  Angels,  roll  the  rock  away  ; 
Death,  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey  : 
See  !  he  rises  from  the  tomb, 
Glowing  with  immortal  bloom. 
Hallelujah,  fyc. 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  116 

2  Tis  the  Savior  !     Angels,  raise 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise  ; 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Hear  the  joy-inspiring  sound. 

Hallelujah,  fyc. 

3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes  ; 
Now  to  glory  see  him  rise 

In  long  triumph  up  the  sky, 
Up  to  waiting  worlds  on  high. 
Hallelujah,  #c. 

4  Heaven  displays  her  portals  wide  : 
Glorious  Jesus,  through  them  ride  ; 
King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne, 
Thy  great  Father's  and  thine  own. 

Hallelujah,  §c. 

5  Praise  him,  all  ye  heavenly  choirs, 
Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres ; 
Shout,  O  earth,  in  rapturous  song  ; 
Let  the  strains  be  sweet  and  strong. 

Hallelujah,  fyc. 

6  Every  note  with  wonder  swell,  — 
Sin  o'erthrown,  and  captive  hell : 
Where  is  hell's  once  dreaded  king  ? 
Where,  O  death,  thy  mortal  sting  ? 

Hallelujah,  Sfc. 

1   1  fi 

S.  M.  Montgomery. 

£f)e  (Gootr  Sfjepfjertt  an*  Jlfs  jHocfc. 

1  Green  pastures  and  clear  streams, 
Freedom  and  quiet  rest, 
Christ^  flock  enjoy,  beneath  his  beams, 
Or  in  his  shadow,  blest. 


117  CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

2  Secure,  amidst  alarms 

From  violence  or  snares, 
The  lambs  he  gathers  in  his  arms, 
And  in  his  bosom  bears. 

3  The  wounded  and  the  weak 

He  comforts,  heals,  and  binds ; 
The  lost  he  came  from  heaven  to  seek, 
And  saves  them  when  he  finds. 

4  Conflicts  and  trials  done, 

His  glory  they  behold, 
Where  Jesus  and  his  flock  are  one  — 
One  Shepherd  and  one  fold. 

117*  C.  M.  Duncan. 

"  (ftrotott  i)fm  2Lorfc  of  all." 

1  All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall : 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race, 

A  remnant  weak  and  small, 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Ye  Gentile  sinners,  ne'er  forget 

The  wormwood  and  the  gall ; 
Go,  spread  your  trophies  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Babes,  men,  and  sires,  who  know  his  love, 

Who  feel  your  sin  and  thrall, 

Now  join  with  all  the  hosts  above, 

And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  118 

5  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

6  O  that  with  yonder  sacred  throng 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall  ! 
We'll  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

118.  C.  31.  Watts. 

Christ  foort!)2  to  fce  epalttfJ. 

1  Come,  let  us  join  our  cheerful  songs 

With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  "  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  died,"  they  cry, 

"  To  be  exalted  thus  ; " 
V  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  our  lips  reply, 
"  For  he  was  slain  for  us." 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

Honor  and  power  divine  ; 
And  blessings,  more  than  we  can  give, 
Be,  Lord,  forever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  dwell  above  the  sky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
Conspire  to  lift  thy  glories  high, 
And  speak  thine  endless  praise. 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  bless  the  sacred  name 
Of  Him  that  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  to  adore  the  Lamb  ! 

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119,120     CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 


119.  s,   M.  Episcopal  Col. 
©ospd  Eubftatfons. 

1  The  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 

Is  whispering,  "  Sinner,  come  !  " 
The  Bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children,  "  Gome  !  " 

2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 

To  all  about  him,  "  Come  !  " 
Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness, 
To  Christ,  the  Fountain,  come  ! 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 

O,  let  him  freely  come, 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life  ; 
'Tis  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo,  Jesus,  who  invites, 

Declares,  "  I  quickly  come  :  " 
Lord,  even  so  !  I  wait  thine  hour: 
Jesus,  my  Savior,  come  ! 

120.  7s  M.  Cowper. 
"Sobcst  tijou  |&ci  "    John  xxi.  16. 

1  Hark,  my  soul !  it  is  the  Lord  ; 
'Tis  thy  Savior ;  hear  his  word ; 
Jesus  speaks,  and  speaks  to  thee  :  — 
"  Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ? 

2  "  I  delivered  thee  when  bound, 

And,  when  bleeding,  healed  thy  wound  ; 
Sought  thee  wandering,  set  thee  right, 
Turned  thy  darkness  into  light. 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  121 

3  "  Can  a  woman's  tender  care 
Cease  towards  the  child  she  bare  ? 
Yes,  she  may  forgetful  be, 

Yet  will  I  remember  thee. 

4  "  Mine  is  an  unchanging  love, 
Higher  than  the  heights  above, 
Deeper  than  the  depths  beneath, 
Free  and  faithful,  strong  as  death. 

5  "  Thou  shalt  see  my  glory  soon, 
When  the  work  of  grace  is  done  ; 
Partner  of  my  throne  shalt  be  ;  — 
Say,  poor  sinner,  lov'st  thou  me  ?  " 

121.  CM.  Watts. 

£t)c  Hrantplcs  of  Ctjrfst  atrti  tfje  .Saints. 

1  Give  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 

Within  the  veil,  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
And  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  Once  they  were  mourning  here  below, 

And  wet  their  couch  with  tears  ; 

They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 

With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came  ; 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise, 

For  his  own  pattern  given, 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Show  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

95 


122,  123    CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

122.  l.  m.  Russell. 

"  SJjat  ge  t^rougt)  !>fs  3Pobert2  mfgljt  ue  rfcj)." 

1  O'er  the  dark  wave  of  Galilee 

The  gloom  of  twilight  gathers  fast, 
And  on  the  waters  drearily 

Descends  the  fitful  evening  blast. 

2  The  weary  bird  hath  left  the  air, 

And  sunk  into  his  sheltered  nest ; 
The  wandering  beast  has  sought  his  lair, 
And  laid  him  down  to  welcome  rest. 

3  Still,  near  the  lake,  with  weary  tread, 

Lingers  a  form  of  human  kind  ; 
And  on  his  lone,  unsheltered  head 

Flows  the  chill  night-damp  of  the  wind. 

4  Why  seeks  he  not  a  home  of  rest  ? 

Why  seeks  he  not  a  pillowed  bed  ? 

Beasts  have  their  dens,  the  bird  its  nest ; 

He  hath  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

5  Such  was  the  lot  he  freely  chose, 

To  bless,  to  save  the  human  race ; 
And  through  his  poverty  there  flows 
A  rich,  full  stream  of  heavenly  grace. 

123.  JL.  M.  Mrs.  Mackay. 

Sleeping  fu  Jesus. 

1  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  ! 

From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep  ; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  dread  of  foes. 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  124 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest ; 
No  fear,  no  woes,  shall  dim  that  hour, 
Which  manifests  the  Savior's  power. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  time  nor  space 
Debars  this  precious  hiding-place  ; 
On  Indian  plains,  or  Lapland's  snows, 
Believers  find  the  same  repose. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be  ; 
But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

124.  8s  &  7s  M.  Bowring. 

Cf)c  £ross  of  €f)rfst. 

1  In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story- 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me  ; 
Lo !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

9  97 


125,  126    CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

125.  s.  M.  H.  Martineau 

&\)t  ©omftifl  of  <£tmst  in  ttje  ^otocr  of  ins  Gospel. 

1  Lord  Jesus,  come  ;  for  here 

Our  path  through  wilds  is  laid  ; 
We  watch  as  for  the  day-spring  near, 
Amid  the  breaking  shade. 

2  Lord  Jesus,  come  ;  for  hosts 

Meet  on  the  battle  plain  : 
The  patriot  mourns,  the  tyrant  boasts, 
And  tears  are  shed  like  rain. 

3  Lord  Jesus,  come  ;  for  still 

Vice  shouts  her  maniac  mirth ; 

The  famished  crave  in  vain  their  fill, 

While  teems  the  fruitful  earth. 

4  Hark !  herald  voices  near, 

Lead  on  thy  happier  day  : 
Come,  Lord,  and  our  hosannas  hear; 
We  wait  to  strow  thy  way. 

5  Come,  as  in  days  of  old, 

With  words  of  grace  and  power ; 
Gather  us  all  within  thy  fold, 
And  never  leave  us  more. 

126.  c.  M.  Toplady. 

tS\)t  ffifjrfstfan's  <Sotecc  fn  ^Distress. 

1  When  languor  and  disease  invade 
This  trembling  house  of  clay, 
'Tis  sweet  to  look  beyond  my  pain, 
And  long  to  fly  away  ;  — 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  127 

2  Sweet  to  look  inward,  and  attend 

The  whispers  of  his  love  ; 
Sweet  to  look  upward,  to  the  place 
Where  Jesus  pleads  above  ;  — 

3  Sweet  on  his  faithfulness  to  rest, 

Whose  love  can  never  end  ; 
Sweet  on  the  covenant  of  his  grace 
For  all  things  to  depend  ;  — 

4  Sweet,  in  the  confidence  of  faith, 

To  trust  his  firm  decrees  ; 
Sweet  to  lie  passive  in  his  hands, 
And  know  no  will  but  his. 


127.  S.  31.  C.  Wesley. 

K'atctjfng,  ^rajcr,  antr  ^etseberance. 

1  A  charge  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify, 
A  never-dying  soul  to  save, 

And  fit  it  for  the  sky ; 
To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil : 
O,  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 

To  do  my  Master's  will ! 

2  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live ; 
And,  O,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 

The  strict  account  to  give : 
Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely, 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 

I  shall  forsaken  die. 


28,  129    CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

128.  S.  M.  Doddridge. 
ffiomtttun[on  tott!)  ©otr  autf  Christ. 

1  Our  heavenly  Father  calls, 

And  Christ  invites  us  near  ; 
With  both  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 

2  God  pities  all  my  griefs ; 

He  pardons  every  day  ; 
Almighty  to  protect  my  soul, 
And  wise  to  guide  my  way. 

3  Jesus,  my  living  Head, 

I  bless  thy  faithful  care  ; 
Mine  Advocate  before  the  throne, 
And  my  Forerunner  there. 

4  Here  fix,  my  roving  heart, 

Here  wait,  my  warmest  love, 
Till  the  communion  be  complete 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 

129.  £,.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 
OTcarg  Souls  mbttctr  to  Hest. 

1  Come,  weary  souls,  with  sin  distressed, 
Come,  and  accept  the  promised  rest ; 
The  Savior's  gracious  call  obey, 

And  cast  your  gloomy  fears  away. 

2  Oppressed  with  guilt,  a  painful  load, 

O,  come,  and  spread  your  woes  to  God  : 
Divine  compassion,  mighty  love, 
Will  all  the  painful  load  remove. 

100 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  130 

3  Here  mercy's  boundless  ocean  flows, 

To  cleanse  your  guilt  and  heal  your  woes ; 
Pardon,  and  life,  and  endless  peace, 
How  rich  the  gift !  how  free  the  grace  ! 

4  Lord,  we  accept,  with  thankful  heart, 
The  hope  thy  gracious  words  impart ; 
We  come  with  trembling,  yet  rejoice, 
And  bless  the  kind,  inviting  voice. 

5  Great  Savior,  let  thy  powerful  love 
Confirm  our  faith,  our  fears  remove  ; 
May  that  sweet  influence  in  our  breast 
Prepare  us  for  thy  heavenly  rest ! 

loll.  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

(Eijrfst  tfir  £<L*ai?,  tfje  £rutf),  an*  ttjc  Hffc. 

1  Thou  art  the  Way ;  and  he  who  sighs, 

Amid  this  starless  waste  of  woe, 
To  find  a  pathway  to  the  skies, 

A  light  from  heaven's  eternal  glow, 
By  thee  must  come,  thou  Gate  of  love, 

Through  which  the  saints  undoubting  trod, 
Till  faith  discovers,  like  the  dove, 

An  ark,  a  resting-place  in  God. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth,  whose  steady  day 

Shines  on  through  earthly  blight  and  bloom  ; 
The  pure,  the  everlasting  Ray, 

The  Lamp  that  shines  e'en  in  the  tomb ; 
The  Light  that  out  of  darkness  springs, 

And  guideth  those  that  blindly  go ; 
The  Word  whose  precious  radiance  flings 

Its  lustre  upon  all  below. 
9*  ioi 


131,  132    CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life,  the  blessed  Well, 

With  living  waters  gushing  o'er, 
Which  those  that  drink  shall  ever  dwell 

Where  sin  and  thirst  are  known  no  more. 
Thou  art  the  mystic  Pillar  given, 

Our  Lamp  by  night,  our  Light  by  day  ; 
Thou  art  the  sacred  Bread  from  heaven  ; 

Thou  art  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way. 

131.  CM.        Martineau's  Col. 

Secret  i3ra$ei\ 

1  Sweet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 

In  earnest  pleading  flows  ; 
Devotion  dwells  upon  the  theme, 
And  warm  and  warmer  glows. 

2  Faith  grasps  the  blessings  she  desires  ; 

Hope  points  the  upward  gaze  ; 
And  Love,  celestial  Love,  inspires 
The  eloquence  of  praise. 

3  But  sweeter  far  the  still,  small  voice, 

Heard  by  no  human  ear, 
When  Jesus  makes  the  heart  rejoice, 
And  dries  the  bitter  tear. 

4  Not  accents  flow,  nor  words  ascend  ; 

All  utterance  faileth  there  ; 
But  Christian  spirits  comprehend, 
And  God  accepts  the  prayer. 

1*>2.  7s  M.  Ancient  Hymns 

ilejofcutfl  fn  ©ijrfst. 

1  Sweet  thy  memory,  Savior  blest, 
In  the  true  believer's  breast : 

102 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  133 

Musing  on  thy  precious  name, 
Purest  joys  his  heart  inflame. 

2  By  the  ear  or  tuneful  tongue 
Nought  so  sweet  is  heard  or  sung ; 
Nought  the  mind  can  dwell  upon 
Sweet  as  God's  beloved  Son. 

3  Thou  the  contrite  sinner's  stay, 
Who  thy  goodness  can  display  ? 
How  to  those  who  seek  thee  kind ! 
What,  ah,  what  to  those  who  Jind  ? 

4  Tongue  can  speak  not  their  delight, 
Nor  can  pen  of  man  indite  ; 

None  can  know,  but  they  who  prove, 
WThat  it  is  their  Lord  to  love. 


133.  I,.  M.  Ancient  Hymns. 

SLongfnjj  after  Cfjvfst. 

1  Hail,  Savior !  thou  the  heart's  delight ; 
To  the  dim  mind  irradiance  bright ; 
The  living  Fount  whence  pleasure  flows, 
Which  the  vain  world  nor  seeks  nor  knows. 

2  If  thou  unto  my  heart  repair, 

Truth  shines  with  noontide  lustre  there ; 
All  worldly  pomp  to  vileness  turns, 
And  love  with  lively  ardor  burns. 

3  Own  ye  his  name  ;  and  seek  to  prove 
The  riches  of  his  saving  love  ; 
With  fervor  seek ;  and,  as  ye  go, 

Deep  and  more  deep  your  joys  shall  grow. 

103 


134  CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

4  Let  all  our  tongues  his  name  confess  ; 
Our  lives  his  holiness  express ; 
Our  hearts  in  love  of  him  excel, 
And  ever,  ever  with  him  dwell. 

134.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Closes  antr  ©fjrfst. 

1  Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 

The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke  ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke  ;  — 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Zioti's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  th1  innumerable  host 

Of  angels,  clothed  in  light ; 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 

Whose  faith  is  turned  to  sight ;  — 

4  Behold  the  blest  assembly  there, 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven ; 
And  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declares 
Their  sins  to  be  forgiven. 

5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  Head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

6  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  would  rest: 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is, 
Must  be  forever  blest. 

104 


CHRIST  AM)  TlIK  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  135 

loO.  C.  M.  Montgomery. 

•Sfnflfnfl  tjjc  Sonjj  of  tt)c  HctJcrmclf. 

1  Sing  we  the  song  of  those  who  stand 

Around  th'  eternal  throne, 
Of  every  kindred,  clime,  and  land, 
A  multitude  unknown. 

2  Life's  poor  distinctions  vanish  here  ; 

To-day,  the  young,  the  old, 

Our  Savior  and  his  flock,  appear 

One  Shepherd  and  one  fold. 

3  Toil,  trial,  suffering  still  await 

On  earth  the  pilgrims'  throng, 
Yet  learn  we,  in  our  low  estate, 
The  church  triumphant's  song. 

4  "  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain," 

Cry  the  redeemed  above, 
"  Blessing  and  honor  to  obtain, 
And  everlasting  love." 

5  "  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  on  earth  we  sing, 

"  Who  died  our  souls  to  save  ; 
Henceforth,  O  death,  where  is  thy  sting? 
Thy  victory,  O  grave  ?  " 

6  Then  hallelujah  !  power  and  praise 

To  God  in  Christ  be  given ; 
May  all  who  now  this  anthem  raise 
Renew  the  song  in  heaven ! 

105 


136,  137    CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

136.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
Sincere  3Lo\w  to  €i)rtst. 

1  Do  not  I  love  thee,  O  my  Lord  ? 

Behold  my  heart,  and  see ; 
And  turn  each  worthless  idol  out, 
That  dares  to  rival  thee. 

2  Is  not  thy  name  melodious  still 

To  my  attentive  ear  ? 
Doth  not  each  pulse  with  pleasure  bound 
My  Savior's  voice  to  hear  ? 

3  Hast  thou  a  lamb,  in  all  thy  flock, 

I  would  disdain  to  feed  ? 
Hast  thou  a  foe,  before  whose  face 
I  fear  thy  cause  to  plead  ? 

4  Would  not  my  heart  pour  forth  its  blood 

In  honor  of  thy  name, 
And  challenge  the  cold  hand  of  death 
To  damp  th'  immortal  flame  ? 

5  Thou  know'st  I  love  thee,  dearest  Lord ; 

But,  O,  I  long  to  soar 
Far  from  the  sphere  of  mortal  joys, 
And  learn  to  love  thee  more. 

137.  L..  M.  Gregg. 

Not  asijameti  of  3Jesus. 

1  Jesus,  and  can  it  ever  be, 

A  mortal  man  ashamed  of  thee  ? 
Scorned  be  the  thought  by  rich  and  poor ; 
My  soul  shall  scorn  it  more  and  more. 

106 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  138 

Ashamed  of  Jesus !  yes,  I  may, 
When  I've  no  sins  to  wash  away, 
No  tears  to  wipe,  no  joys  to  crave, 
And  no  immortal  soul  to  save. 

Ashamed  of  Jesus  !  that  dear  Friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ? 
No  ;  when  I  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 

Till  then  —  nor  is  the  boasting  vain  — 
Till  then  I  boast  a  Savior  slain ; 
And,  O,  may  this  my  portion  be, — 
That  Savior  's  not  ashamed  of  me  ! 


138.  8s  <fc  7s  M.  J.  Newton. 

Cf)e  <Efta?  of  <&otr. 

1  Glorious  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God  : 
He  whose  word  cannot  be  broken, 
Formed  thee  for  his  own  abode. 

2  On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  thy  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  walls  surrounded, 
Thou  mayst  smile  at  all  thy  foes. 

3  See,  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  thy  sons  and  daughters, 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove. 

4  Who  can  faint  while  such  a  river 

Ever  flows  their  thirst  t1  assuage  ?  — 
Grace,  which,  like  the  Lord,  the  Giver, 
Never  fails,  from  age  to  age. 


139,  140    CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 


139.  C.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

2T|)e  <£ommtmfoti  of  Saints. 

1  The  saints  on  earth  and  those  above 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
Joined  to  their  Lord  in  bonds  of  love,  ( 
All  of  his  grace  partake. 

2  One  family,  we  dwell  in  him ; 

One  church  above,  beneath  ; 
Though  now  divided  by  the  stream, 
The  narrow  stream,  of  death. 

3  One  army  of  the  living  God, 

To  his  command  we  bow  ; 
Part  of  the  host  have  crossed  the  flood, 
And  part  are  crossing  now. 

4  O  God,  be  thou  our  constant  Guide ! 

Then,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 

140.  c.  M.  Gisborne. 

Efie  Christian's  Site. 

1  A  soldier's  course  from  battles  won 

To  new-commencing  strife  ; 
A  pilgrim's,  restless  as  the  sun ;  — 
Behold  the  Christian's  life. 

2  The  hosts  of  darkness  pant  for  spoil ; 

How  can  our  warfare  close  ? 
Lonely  we  tread  a  foreign  soil ; 
How  can  we  hope  repose  ? 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  141 

3  0,  let  us  seek  our  heavenly  home, 

Revealed  in  sacred  lore  ; 
The  land  whence  pilgrims  never  roam, 
Where  soldiers  war  no  more  ;  — 

4  Where  grief  shall  never  wound,  nor  death, 

Beneath  the  Savior's  reign ; 

Nor  sin,  with  pestilential  breath, 

His  holy  realm  profane  ;  — 

5  The  land  where,  suns  and  moons  unknown, 

And  night's  alternate  sway, 
Jehovah's  ever-burning  throne 
Upholds  unbroken  day  ;  — 

6  Where  they  who  meet  shall  never  part ; 

Where  grace  achieves  its  plan ; 
And  God,  uniting  every  heart, 
Dwells  face  to  face  with  man. 

141.  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

CJje  (Efjrfstfan  SolDrfer. 

1  The  Christian  warrior,  see  him  stand 

In  the  whole  armor  of  his  God  !       > 
The  Spirit's  sword  is  in  his  hand ; 
His  feet  are  with  the  gospel  shod  ;  — 

2  In  panoply  of  truth  complete, 

Salvation's  helmet  on  his  head, 
With  righteousness,  a  breastplate  meet, 
And  faith's  broad  shield  before  him  spread. 

3  With  this  omnipotence  he  moves ; 

From  this  the  alien  armies  flee ; 
Till  more  than  conqueror  he  proves, 
Through  Christ,  who  gives  him  victory. 

10  ,09 


142  CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

4  Thus  strong  in  his  Redeemer's  strength, 
Sin,  death,  and  hell,  he  tramples  down, 
Fights  the  good  fight,  and  wins  at  length, 
Through  mercy,  an  immortal  crown. 

142.  C.  M.  Watts. 

<£1)tfstfait  Courage  ami  «Sclf*33cmal. 

1  Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign  ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  ! 
I'll  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  though  they're  slain : 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  soon  with  Christ  shall  reign. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.     143,  144 

14o.  S.  M.  Doddridge. 

Clmstinu  gctftftg  anfi  ££atdrfulncss. 

1  Ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 

Each  in  his  office  wait, 
Observant  of  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watchful  at  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame ; 
Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  his  name. 

3  Watch  !  'tis  your  Lord's  command ; 

And  while  we  speak,  he's  near : 
Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand, 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  O  happy  servant  he, 

In  such  a  posture  found  ! 
He  shall  his  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  be  with  honor  crowned. 

144.  S.  M.  Moravian. 

(Tfje  Ctmstfan  encourage*. 

1  Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears ; 

Hope,  and  be  undismayed  ; 
God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  thy  tears ; 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 

2  Through  waves,  through  clouds,  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way  ; 
Wait  thou  his  time,  —  so  shall  the  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 
in 


145  CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

3  He  every  where  hath  rule, 

And  all  things  serve  his  might ; 
His  every  act  pure  blessing  is, 
His  path  unsullied  light. 

4  Thou  comprehend'st  him  not ; 

Yet  earth  and  heaven  tell, 
God  sits  as  Sovereign  on  the  throne ; 
He  ruleth  all  things  well. 

5  Thou  see'st  our  weakness,  Lord  ; 

Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  ; 
O,  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  hand, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee  ! 

6  Let  us,  in  life  or  death, 

Boldly  thy  truth  declare, 
And  publish,  with  our  latest  breath, 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

145.  H.  M.  Montgomery. 

&\jz  3$iessmg  of  3Peacc.    Ps-  cxxxiii. 

1  How  beautiful  the  sight 

Of  brethren  who  agree 
In  friendship  to  unite, 
And  bonds  of  charity  ! 
'Tis  like  the  precious  ointment,  shed 
O'er  all  his  robes,  from  Aaron's  head. 

2  'Tis  like  the  dews  that  fill 

The  cups  of  Hermon's  flowers  ; 
Or  Zion's  fruitful  hill, 

Bright  with  the  drops  of  showers, 
When  mingling  odors  breathe  around, 
And  glory  rests  on  all  the  ground. 

112 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.     146,  147 

3  For  there  the  Lord  commands 
Blessings,  a  boundless  store, 
From  his  unsparing  hands,  — 
Yea,  life  for  evermore. 

Thrice  happy  they,  who  meet  above, 

To  spend  eternity  in  love. 

146.  s.  M.  Beddome. 
Christian  Unity.  i 

1  Let  party  names  no  more 

The  Christian  world  o'erspread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ,  their  Head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 

Let  mutual  love  be  found, 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crowned. 

3  Let  envy  and  ill-will 

Be  banished  far  away  ; 
Those  should  in  holy  friendship  dwell 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 

Resemble  that  above, 
Where  streams  of  pleasure  always  flow, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

147.  C.  M.  Watts. 
^OitJcix  JLliz  of  tijc  <£fmstfan. 

1  O  happy  soul,  that  lives  on  high, 
While  men  lie  grovelling  here  ! 
His  hopes  are  fixed  above  the  sky, 
And  faith  forbids  his  fear. 

10  *  113 


148  CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

2  His  conscience  knows  no  secret  stings, 

While  grace  and  joy  combine 
To  form  ;i  life  whose  holy  springs 
A.re  hidden  and  divine. 

3  He  waits  in  secret  on  his  ( tod  ; 

i  lis  ( rod  in  secret  i 
Li  '  earth  be  all  in  arms  abroad, 

He  dwells  in  heavenly  peace. 

4  His  pleasures  rise  from  things  unseen. 

Beyond  this  world  and  irne, 
Where  oeitheT  eyes  not  ears  have  been, 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  climb. 

5  He  wants  no  pomp  DOT  royal  throne 

To  raise  his  honors  h« 
Content  and  pleased  to  live  unknown. 
Till  Christ,  his  life,  appear. 

148.  L.   M.  Ksnr.i.n. 

MumOftf. 

1  WHEREFORE  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay, 

Who,  from  the  cradle  to  the  shroud, 
Lives  but  the  insect  of  a  day, — 

O,  why  should  mortal  man  be  proud  • 

2  His  brightest  visions  just  apj 

Then  vanish,  and  no  more  are  found; 
The  stateliest   pile  his  pride  can   Par, 

A  breath  may  level  with  the  ground. 

3  By  doubt  perplexed,  in  error  lost, 

W'iih  trembling  step  he  seeks  his  « 
How  vain  of  wisdom's  gifl  the  bo 
Of  teas 

114 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  149 

4  Follies  and  sins,  a  countless  sum, 

Are  crowded  in  life's  little  span ; 
How  ill,  alas  !  does  pride  become 
That  erring,  guilty  creature,  man  ! 

5  God  of  my  life,  Father  divine, 

Give  me  a  meek  and  lowly  mind ; 
In  modest  worth,  O,  let  me  shine, 
And  peace  in  humble  virtue  find. 

149.  s.   M.  Anonymous. 

Cije  Blessing  of  i&edmcss. 

1  "  Blest  are  the  meek,"  He  said, 

Whose  doctrine  is  divine  ; 
The  humble-minded  earth  possess, 
And  bright  in  heaven  will  shine. 

2  While  here  on  earth  they  stay, 

Calm  peace  with  thern  shall  dwell, 
And  cheerful  hope,  and  heavenly  joy, 
Beyond  what  tongue  can  tell. 

3  The  God  of  peace  is  theirs  ; 

They  own  his  gracious  sway ; 
And,  yielding  all  their  wills  to  him, 
His  sovereign  laws  obey. 

4  No  angiy  passions  move, 

No  envy  fires  the  breast ; 
The  prospect  of  eternal  peace 
Bids  every  trouble  rest. 

5  O  gracious  Father,  grant 

That  we  this  influence  feel ; 
That  all  we  hope,  or  wish,  may  be 
Subjected  to  thy  will 
i:: 


150,  151     CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 


150.  L.    ML  Scott 

(Tl)c  iSlrssfufl  of  fttcrUncss. 

1  Hapfi  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast, 

Clear  aa  the  summer's  evening  ray, 
Calm  as  the  regions  of  the  blest, 
Enjoys  on  earth  celestial  day. 

2  His  heart  oo  broken  friendships  stint:. 

\..  storms  his  peaceful  fteni  invade; 
He  rests  beneath  th'  Almighty  wring, 
i  [ostile  to  oone,'  of  none  afraid. 

3  Spirit  of  grace,  all  meek  and  mild, 

[aspire  our  breasts,  our  souls  possess; 
Repel  each  passion  rude  and  wild, 
And  bless  us  as  we  aim  to  bless. 

151  .  CM.  CowPER. 

HrliQious  Uctivrmrnt. 

1  Far  from  the  world,  0  Lord,  I  flee, 

From  strife  and  tumult  far  ; 
From  scenes  where  sin  is  waging  still 
Its  most  successful  war. 

2  The  calm  retreat,  the  silent  shade, 

With  pray!  r  and  praise  agn 
And  seem,  by  thj  bw«  I  bounty,  made 
For  ■  •  follow  thee. 

«re,  if  thy  spirit  touch  the  soul, 
grace  her  mean  al 
O,  with  what  peace,  and  joy,  and  lo?e, 
i  communes  with  her  God  ! 


CHRIST  A.M)   l'HE  CliltlSTlAiN  LIFE.  152 

4  There,  like  the  nightingale,  she  pours 

Her  solitary  lays ; 
Nor  asks  a  witness  of  her  song, 
Nor  thirsts  for  human  praise. 

5  Author  and  Guardian  of  my  life, 

Sweet  Source  of  light  divine, 

And  all  harmonious  names  in  one, 

My  Father, — thou  art  mine  ! 

152.  L,.  M.  J.  Newton. 

Contentment  anTi  Srust  fn  CKotr. 

1  Be  still,  my  heart !  these  anxious  cares 
To  thee  are  burdens,  thorns,  and  snares ; 
They  cast  dishonor  on  thy  Lord, 

And  contradict  his  gracious  word. 

2  Brought  safely  by  his  hand  thus  far, 
Why  wilt  thou  now  give  place  to  fear  ? 
How  canst  thou  want  if  he  provide, 
Or  lose  thy  way  with  such  a  Guide  ? 

3  Did  ever  trouble  yet  befall, 
And  he  refuse  to  hear  thy  call  ? 
And  has  he  not  his  promise  passed, 
That  thou  shalt  overcome  at  last  ? 

4  He  who  has  helped  me  hitherto 
Will  help  me  all  my  journey  through, 
And  give  me  daily  cause  to  raise 
New  trophies  to  his  endless  praise. 

5  Though  rough  and  thorny  be  the  road, 
It  leads  thee  home  apace  to  God ; 
Then  count  thy  present  trial  small, 
For  heaven  will  make  amends  for  all. 

117 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN   LIFE.     153,  154 

153.  l.   m.  Norton. 

Crust  ant)  .SuOmissfon. 

1  My  GrOd,  1  thank  thee!    may  DO  thought 

E'er  deem  thy  chastisements  severe! 
But  may  this  heart,  by  sorrow  taught, 
Calm  eacl)  wild  wish,  each  idle  fear! 

2  Thy  mercy  bids  all  nature  bloom  ; 

The  sun  shines  bright,  and  man  is  gay; 
Thine  equal  mercy  spreads  the  Liloom 
Thai  darkens  o'er  his  little  i 

3  Full  many  a  throb  of  grief  and  |>ain 

Thy  frail  and  erring  child  must  know  ; 
But  not  one  prayer  is  breathed  in  vain, 
Nor  does  one  tear  unheeded  flow. 

4  Thy  various  messengers  employ; 

Thy  purposes  of  love  fulfil ; 
And,  'mid  the  wreck  of  human  joy, 

Let  kneeling  Faith  adore  thy  will. 

lo4«  C.   >i.  Am  iim'  Rrart. 

<Tlir  noblr  0taK£  of  ittnitius. 

I  The  triumphs  of  the  martyred  saints 
The  joyous  lay  demand  : 
The  hearl  delights  in  song  to  dwell 

■  ions  band  — 
Those  whom  the  senseless  world  abhorred, 

Who  cast  the  world  aside, 
1  teeming  i1  worthless,  for  the  sake 
Of  Christ,  their  Lord  and  Guide. 

118 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  155 

2  For  thee  they  braved  the  tyrant's  rage, 

The  scourge's  cruel  smart ; 
The  wild  beast's  claw  their  bodies  tore, 

But  vanquished  not  the  heart ; 
Like  lambs  before  the  sword  they  fell, 

Nor  cry  nor  plaint  expressed  ; 
For  patience  kept  the  conscious  mind, 

And  armed  the  fearless  breast. 

3  What  tongue  can  tell  thy  crown  prepared 

To  wreath  the  martyr's  head  ? 
What  voice  thy  robe  of  white,  to  clothe 

His  limbs,  with  torture  red  ?  - 
Vouchsafe  us,  Lord,  if  such  thy  will, 

Clear  skies  and  seasons  calm  ; 
If  not,  the  martyr's  cross  to  bear, 

And  win  the  martyr's  palm. 

155.  S.  M.  Ancient  Hymns. 

BJsitfts  for  all  Saints. 

1  For  all  thy  saints,  O  God, 

Who  strove  in  Christ  to  live, 
Who  followed  him,  obeyed,  adored, 
Our  grateful  hymn  receive. 

2  For  all  thy  saints,  O  God, 

Accept  our  thankful  cry, 
Who  counted  Christ  their  great  reward, 
And  strove  in  him  to  die. 

3  They  all,  in  life  and  death, 

With  him,  their  Lord,  in  view, 
Learned  from  thy  Holy  Spirit's  breath 
To  suffer  and  to  do. 

119 


156,  IT)"     CHMS1    .\.M.    I  ill.  CliKISTIAN   LIFE. 

4  For  this  thy  name  we  Mess, 
And  humbly  beg  that  w<- 
May  follow  them  in  ho! 

And  live  and  die  in  thee. 


156.  i\     Bf.  W  VTTS. 

£J  blrssrTJ  ©osprl.     Ps.  lxxxix. 

1  Blest  arc  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 

The  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
Peace  shall  attend  the  paths  they  go, 
And  Light  their  steps  surround 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up, 

Through  their  Redeemer's  name; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  dares  the  world  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 

Strength  and  salvation  Lri\-'-  : 

Israel,  thy  King  forever  reigns, 

Thy  God  forever  lives. 

157.  CM-  Tate  &  Brady. 
iTifumptial  gltWSfta  of  Ovist . 

1  Lift  up  your  heads,  eternal  gal 

I  Utold  to  entertain 
The  Kiim  of  glory  ;  —  see,  he  cornea 
With  hjs  celestial  train. 

2  "Who  is  this  hong  of  glory?  —  wk 

"The  Lord,  for  strength  renowned; 
In  battle  mighty, — o'er  his  foes 
Eternal  Victor  crowned.^ 

190 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  158 

3  Lift  up  your  heads,  eternal  gates ;  . 

Unfold  to  entertain 
The  King  of  glory  ;  —  see,  he  comes 
With  all  his  shining  train. 

4  "  Who  is  this  King  of  glory  ?  — who  ?  " 

"  The  Lord  of  hosts  "renowned  : 
Of  glory  he  alone  is  King, 
Who  is  with  glory  crowned." 

158«  JL.  M.  Watts. 

@fotr  tf)e  &efitjje  airtr  $ortfon  of  U«  people. 

1  God  is  the  Refuge  of  his  saints 

When  storms  of  sharp  distress  invade  : 
Ere  we  can  offer  our  complaints, 
Behold  him  present  with  his  aid. 

2  Loud  may  the  troubled  ocean  roar 

In  sacred  peace  our  souls  abide, 
While  every  nation,  every  shore, 

Trembles,  and  dreads  the  swelling  tide. 

3  There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  ; 
Life,  love,  and  joy,  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

4  That  sacred  stream,  thine  holy  word, 

Supports  our  faith,  our  fear  controls ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 

5  Zion  enjoys  her  Monarch's  love, 

Secure  against  a  threatening  hour  ; 
Nor  can  her  firm  foundation  move, 

Built  on  his  truth,  and  armed  with  power. 

11  121 


159,  160     CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

159.  L.    M.  WATTS. 

Or  Mtarsfngs  of  tfce  qooTj  fttfttt. 

1  That  man  is  blesl  who  stands  in  awe 
( )f  God,  and  loves  his  sacred  law  : 

I  lis  seed  "ii  earth  shall  be  renowned, 
And  with  successive  honors  crowned. 

2  His  hands,  while  they  his  alms  bestow, 
I  lis  glory's  future  harvesl  sew  ; 

Like  a  green  rool  his  goodness  bears 

A  train  of  blessings  for  his  i, 
.'*  The  §oul  that's  idled  with  virtue's  light 

Shines  brightesl  in  affliction's  nighl  ; 

llis  conscience  bears  his  courage  up  ; 

He  sees  in  darkness  beams  of  hope. 
4  Beset  with  threatening  dangers  round, 

Unmoved  shall  he  maintain  bis  ground; 

The  sweet  remembrance  of  the  just 

Shall  flourish  when  he  sleeps  in  dust. 

lfiO.  <\   M.  Watts. 

<T1)r  Saint's  Btfal  aniJ  ^afrtn.     Ps,  essr. 

1  Unshaken  as  the  sacred  hill, 

\nd  firm 
Firm  as  a  rock,  the  soul  sh 
That  leans,  <  >  Lord,  on  thee. 

2  Not  walls  n<>r  hills  could  i  well 

Old  Salem's  happy  ground, 
As  those  eternal  anus  of  love 
Tha  nl  surround. 

:*  I teal  gently,  Lord,  with  i  era, 

And  lead  them  safely  on 


CHRIST  A.\D  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.     161,162 

To  the  bright  gates  of  Paradise, 
Where  Christ,  their  Lord,  is  gone. 

161.  CM.  Watts. 

Cf)e  Christian's  Hjrarriencc  a  ^rounti  for  J^ope. 

1  "When  God  revealed  his  gracious  name, 

And  changed  my  mournful  state, 
My  rapture  seemed  a  pleasing  dream, 
The  grace  appeared  so  great. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confess  ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 

3  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 

Can  give*us  day  for  night, 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

4  Let  those  that  sow  in  sadness  wait 

Till  the  fair  harvest  comp  ; 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
And  shout  the  blessings  home. 

162.  £,.  3i.  Watts. 

Hone  to  Cfoft  an$  our  XcfcrPor. 

1  Thus  saith  the  first,  the  great  command  : 

M  Let  all  thy  inward  powers  unite 
To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God 
With  utmost  vigor  and  delight. 

2  "  Then  shall  thy  neighbor  next  in  place 

Share  thine  affections  and  esteem ; 
And  let  thy  kindness  to  thyself 

Measure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him." 

123 


163  LIST  a.m.  mi.  CHBICTIAH  LIFE. 

3  This  is  the  lease  thai  Moses  spoke; 

This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove  ; 
For  want  of  this,  tin-  law  is  broke  : 
An. I  the  whole  law  's  fulfilled  by  love. 

4  But,  ( ).  how  base  our  passions  arc  ! 

How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal  ! 
Lord,  fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  fire, 
Or  we  shall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 


163.  s.   M.  Wat 

CSoU's  Jftrng  in  (flm'st. 

1  Raise  your  triumphant  songs 

To  an  immortal  tune  ; 
Let  all  the  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  S i n if  how  eternal  love 

Beloved  ehosc, 
And  bade  him  raise  our  ruined  raise 
I  lrom  their  abyss  of  woes. 

9  1  [is  band  no  thunder  bears, 
No  terror  clothes  his  brow, 
No  holts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 

To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4    Now.  sinners,  dry  your  tea 

Let  hopeless  s.  uTOM  cease  : 
Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  bis  love, 
And  take  the  offered  p» 
m 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.    164,  165 

164.  c.  M.  C.  Weslev. 

£&'atc!tfulttcss. 

1  I  want  a  principle  within 

Of  jealous,  godly  fear; 
A  sensibility  of  sin  ; 
A  pain  to  find  it  near. 

2  I  want  the  first  approach  to  feel 

Of  pride,  or  fond  desire  ; 
To  catch  the  wandering  of  my  will, 
And  quench  the  kindling  fire. 

3  From  thee  that  I  no  more  may  part, 

No  more  thy  goodness  grieve, 
The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart, 
The  tender  conscience,  give. 

4  Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

O  God,  my  conscience  make  ; 
Awake  my  soul,  when  sin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  still  awake. 

165.  7s  m.  6l.  Spirit  of  Ps. 

jfuture  €xlor»  of  tfje  Cfmrcf).     Ps.  lxvii. 

1  On  thy  church,  O  Power  divine, 
Cause  thy  glorious  face  to  shine, 
Till  the  nations  from  afar 

Hail  her  as  their  guiding  star ; 
Till  her  sons,  from  zone  to  zone, 
Make  thy  great  salvation  known. 

2  Then  shall  God,  with  lavish  hand, 
Scatter  blessings  o'er  the  land  ; 
Earth  shall  yield  her  rich  increase, 
Every  breeze  shall  whisper  peace, 

11  *  125 


166,167     CHRIST  AND  THI,  (HU1STIAN   LIFE. 

And  the  world's  remotest  bound 
\\  ith  the  vnici-  of  praise  resound. 

166.  7S     >l.  TOPLADT. 

<Ti)vfst  thr  &ocfe  of  ages. 

1  Rock  of  Ages,  clefl  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee  ; 
Let  the  water  and  the  blood, 
From  thy  side,  a  healing  flood, 
Be  of  fear  and  sin  the  cure; 

Save  from  wrath,  and  make  me  pure. 

2  Should  my  tears  forever  flow, 
Should  my  zeal  no  languor  know, 
This  for  sin  could  not  atone  ; 
Thou  must  save,  and  thou  alone  : 
In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring; 
Simply  to  thy  cross  I  cling. 

3  While  1  draw  this  fleeting  breath, 
When  mine  eyelids  close  in  death, 
When  I  rise  to  worlds  unknown, 
And  behold  thee  on  thy  throne, 
Rock  of  Ages,  clefl  for  me, 

Let  me  hide  myself  in  thee. 

167.  7s  M.  Miihodist  Col. 
CftrfSI  I  llrfuflr. 

1  Jesus,  Lover  of  my  soul, 
Lei  dm  to  th)  bosom  tly, 

While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

Wane  the  u  mpest  still  is  high : 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  168 

Hide  me,  O  my  Savior,  hide, 
Till  the  storm  of  life  be  past ; 

Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 
O,  receive  my  soul  at  last. 

^  2  Other  refuge  have  I  none  ; 

Helpless  hangs  my  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  ah,  leave  me  not  alone  ; 

Still  support  and  comfort  me. 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  Christ,  art  all  I  want ; 

More  than  all  in  thee  I  find : 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Thou  of  life  the  Fountain  art ; 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ; 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart ; 

Rise  to  all  eternity. 

168.  c.  M.  Doddridge. 

(Efmst  precious. 

1  Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name  ; 

'Tis  music  to  my  ear  ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud, 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

2  Whate'er  my  noblest  powers  can  wish  ■ 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
Not  to  mine  eyes  is  light  so  dear, 
Nor  friendship  half  so  sweet. 


! 


169  0BXI8T   ANI>    [111.  I'HIUSTIAN   LIFE. 

3  Thy  grace  still  dwells  upon  my  heart, 

Ami  sheds  its  fragrance  there  ; 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  <>l"  its  care 

4  I'll  speak  the  honors  of  thy  name  . 

With  my  last  laboring  breath ; 

Then,  speechless,  clasp  thee  in  mine  arms, 
And  trust  thy  love  in  death. 

169.  O.   M.  Hebeb. 

"  JForflftoc,  auto  thou  slialt  uc  tforgfum." 

1  O  God,  my  sins  are  manifold  : 

Against  my  life  they  cry  ; 
And  all  my  guilty  deeds  foregone 

Up  to  thy  temple  fly  ■ 
Wilt  thou  release  my  trembling  soul, 

That  to  despair  is  driven  ? 
"Forgive!"  a  blessed  voice  replied, 

"  And  thou  shalt  be  forgiven  !  " 

2  My  foemen,  Lord,  are  fierce  and  fell ; 

They  spurn  me  in  their  pride ; 
They  render  evil  Cor  my  good  ; 

My  patience  they  deride  : 

Arise,  ( I  King,  and  be  the  proud 

righteous  rum  driven ! 
li  Forgive!"  an  awful  answer  came, 
••  As  thou  woul  1st  be  R  irgiven  ! " 

3  Seven  times,  <  >  Lord)  I  pardoned  them  : 

.   n  times  the_\  Binned  again  : 
They  practise  still  to  work  me  woe; 
They  triumph  in  my  pain  : 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.     170,  I 

But  let  them  dread  my  vengeance  now, 

To  just  resentment  driven  ! 
"  Forgive  !  "  the  voice  of  thunder  spake, 

"  Or  be  not  thou  forgiven  !  " 

170.  L.  M.  6l.  Anonymous. 

£f)e  Gfospcl  afcaptcUf  to  gibe  $)eace  antr  3&est. 

1  Peace,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan 

Reveals  thy  weight  of  inward  woe  ; 
Cease  thy  complaint,  suppress  thy  groan, 

And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow  : 
Behold  the  precious  balm  is  found, 
To  lull  thy  pain,  to  heal  thy  wound. 

2  Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  oppressed, 

Unburden  here  thy  weighty  load ; 
Here  find  thy  refuge  and  thy  rest, 

And  trust  the  mercy  of  thy  God  : 
Thy  God  's  thy  Savior  —  glorious  word  ! 
Forever  love  and  praise  the  Lord. 

171.  CM.  COLLYEK. 

Cijrfst's  Call  to  t\)z  ££'antrcrmfl. 

1  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return, 

And  seek  thy  Father's  face  ; 
Those  new  desires,  which  in  thee  burn, 
Were  kindled  by  his  grace. 

2  Return,  O  wanderer,  now  return ; 

He  hears  thy  humble  sigh  : 
He  sees  thy  softened  spirit  mourn, 
When  no  one  else  is  nigh. 

129 


r 


172  CHBIST  ami  nil.  CHRISTIAN  LIFE. 

3  Return,  o  wanderer,  mow  return; 

Thy  Father  bids  thee  Bv<  : 
( Jo  to  his  feet,  and  grateful  learn 
I  low  freely  he'll  forgive. 

4  Return.  (>  wanderer,  now  return, 

And  wipe  the  falling  tear ; 

Thy  Father  rails  —  no  longer  mourn 
'Tis  love  invites  thee  near. 


172.  C.    M.  Watts. 

3  lujfna  jjaitt). 

1  Mistaken  souls,  that  tin-am  of  heaven, 

And  make  their  empty  boasl 
Of  inward  joys  and  sins  forgiven, 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust ! 

2  Vain  are  our  fancy's  airy  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  ; 

None  but  a  living  power  unites 

To  Christ,  the  living  Head. 


S  "Tis  faith  that  purifies  the  hearl ; 
'Tis  faith  that  works  by  loi 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
Ami  lifts  the  thoughts  a 

4  This  faith  shall  every  fear  control 
By  its  celestial  power  j 
With  holy  triumph  till  the  soul 
In  death's  approaching  hour. 

130 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.     173,174 

1^3.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Z£c  lunik  fin  J?aftft,  not  br>  Sffljjt. 

1  'Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

W  e  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night : 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  Faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies  ; 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear : 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Cheerful  we  tread  the  desert  through, 

M  hile  Faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray, 
Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

4  So  Abra'm,  by  divine  command, 

Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God ; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promised  land, 
And  fired  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

174*  L.  31.  Watts. 

Scribing  Stretifltfi  from  Christ. 

1  Let  me  but  hear  my  Savior  say, 

"  Strength  shall  be  equal  to  thy  day ; " 
Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  distress, 
Upheld  by  all-sufficient  grace. 

2  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 
All  suffering,  if  my  Lord  be  there  ; 
Sweet  pleasures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
While  he  my  sinking  head  sustains. 

131 


175,176     CHRIST   AMD  THE  CHRISTIAN    LIFE. 

3  I  glory  in  infirmity, 

Thai  Christ's  own  power  may  rest  on  me; 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  1  Strong  ; 
Grace  is  mv  shield,  and  Christ  my  sung. 


1  75.  7s  M.  Ci  mnc*. 

Or  Cftrfstfan  cefofefag  in  ?l}opr. 

1  Children  of  the  heavenly  King, 
As  y«'  journey,  sweetk  s : n lt  : 
Sing  your  Savior's  worth)  pi 
Glorious  in  his  works  ami  ways. 

2  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  I 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happ)   now.  and  ye 
Soon  their  happineaa  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock,  and  bleat; 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  p 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Lord,  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  heh.w  ; 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

17«-  CM.  j    r.KUHRASES. 

<Tlic  Ufa}*  of  HTtsfcom. 

1    I  ».  B  \i TV  Is  the  man  who  i, 

Instruction's  faithful  voi 

\  stiaJ  wisdom  m 

1  !■  early,  only  choice  ! 

131 


CHRIST  AND  THE  CHRISTIAN  LIFE.  176 

2  Wisdom  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold  ; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  is  the  gain  of  gold. 

3  She  guides  the  young,  with  innocence, 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread ; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

4  According  as  her  labors  rise, 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

12  133 


DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS     AND 
AFFECTIONS. 


177.  C.  M.  Cowper 

aoiifltUQ  for  a  closer  fSKMM  tuftt)  CSoti. 

1  0  for  a  closer  walk  with  God! 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame  I 

A  light,  to  shine  upon  the  road 

'That  Nads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed  ! 

How  Bweel  their  memory  still  ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 

The  world  can  never  till. 

3  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return  — 

Swiri  messenger  of  rest ! 

I  hate  the  sin<  that  made  thee  mourn, 

And  <\\-<<\<-  tin.'  from  my  breast 

4  The  dearest  idol  1  ha\e  known, 

\Yli;i:eVr  that  it  1. .1  he. 

Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

5  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God  ; 

( 'aim  and  sepii'-  m\    frame  ; 

So  purer  lighl  shall  mark  the  road 

That  leads  me  1m  the  Lamb. 


DEVOUT  ASRIRATIONB  A>iD  AFFECTIONS.   178,179 

178.  L.  M.  6l.  Bowring. 
2!*clj>  tljou  mj  ©taMfef. 

1  If,  listening,  as  I  listen  still, 

0  God,  to  thine  instructive  word, 
In  spite  of  all  my  spirit's  will, 

Some  whispering  voice  of  doubt  is  heard, — 
That  voice  spontaneous  from  the  soul, 
Which  nought  can  check  and  nought  control ;  — 

2  If,  when  most  earnestly  I  pray 

For  light,  for  aid,  for  strength  from  thee, 
Some  struggling  thoughts  will  force  their  way, 

And  break  my  souPs  serenity  ;  — 
If  reason,  thy  best  gift,  will  hold 
The  sceptre  only  half  controlled  ;  — 

3  Help,  and  forgive  !     Heaven's  alphabet 

Hath  many  a  word  of  mystery  ; 
I  read  not  all  thy  record  yet, 

Though  perseveringly  I  try  ; 
But  teach  me,  Lord,  and  none  shall  be 
More  prompt,  more  pleased  to  learn  of  thee. 

179.  c.  M.  Wreford. 
jfox  increase  of  jfaftj). 

1  Lord,  I  believe  ;  thy  power  I  own  ; 

Thy  word  I  would  obey  ; 
I  wander  comfortless  and  lone, 
When  from  thy  truth  I  stray. 


I 


180  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

2  Lord,  1  believe  ;  but  gloomy  fears 

Sometimes  bedim  my  sight ; 
I  look  to  thee  with  prayers  and  tears, 
And  cry  for  strength  and  light 

3  Lord,  I  believe;   but  thou  dost  know 

My  faith  is  cold  and  weak  ; 
Pity  my  frailty,  and  bestow 
The  confidence  I  seek. 

4  Yes,  I  believe  :  and  only  thou 

Canst  give  my  soul  relief; 
Lord,  to  thy  truth  my  spirit  bow  ; 
I  [elp  thou  my  unlx  lief! 

180.  L.   M.  6l.  Moravian. 

Setftftig  nftrr  Got). 

1  Thou  hiddeu  love  of  God,  whose  height, 

Whose  depth,  unfathomed,  do  man  knows, 
I  see  from  far  thy  beauteous  light; 

Inly  I  Bigh  for  thy  rep- 
M\  heart  is  pained  ;  nor  ban  it  be 
At  rest,  till  it  find  rest  in  th< 

2  Thy  secret  voice  invites  me  still 

The  sweetn<  ss  of  thy  yoke  bo  pr 
And  fain  !  would  :   but  though  my  will 

Seem  fixed,  yet  wide^mj  passions  tovi 
Yel  hind'rances  stn.w  all  the  way  : 
I  aim  a1  thee,  yel  from  thee  Btray. 

3  Tis  mercy  all  that  thou  hast  brought 

M\  mind  to  seek  her  peace  in  thee ; 
Yet,  wh'ue  1  seek,  bul  find  thee  not, 
V.  peace  my  wandering  soul  shall  see. 

138 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  181 

O  when  shall  all  my  wanderings  end, 
And  all  my  steps  to  thee-ward  tend  ? 

Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun, 

That  strives  with  thee  my  heart  to  share  ? 
Ah,  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 

The  Lord  of  every  motion  there  ; 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
When  it  hath  found  repose  in  thee. 


181.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Steele. 

(Soft  our  portion.    Ps.  iv. 

1  In  vain  the  erring  world  inquires 

For  true,  substantial  good  ; 
Whilst  earth  confines  their  low  desires, 
They  live  on  airy  food. 

2  Not  all  the  good  which  earth  bestows 

Can  fill  the  craving  mind  : 
Its  highest  joys  have  mingled  woes, 
And  leave  a  sting  behind. 

3  Begone,  ye  gilded  vanities ; 

t  seek  some  solid  good  ; 
To  real  bliss  my  wishes  rise  — 
The  favor  of  my  God. 

4  To  thee,  my  God,  my  soul  aspires ; 

Dispel  these  shades  of  night ; 
Enlarge  and  fill  these  vast  desires 
With  infinite  delight. 

12  *  137 


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I 


182,   183  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 


182.  7s  ]\r.  6l.  J.  Newton. 
«Tl)r  (TJ)flti  of  (Goto. 

1  Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart, 

Make  me  teachable  and  mild ; 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art. 

Make  me  aa  a  weaned  child ; 
Prom  distrust  and  envy  free, 
Pleased  with  ;»ll  that  pleases  thee. 

2  \\  hal  thou  ahalt  to-day  provide, 

Lei  me  as  a  child  receive  : 
"\\  hat  to-morrow  may  betide, 

Calmly  to  thy  wisdom  leave  : 
Tis  enough  that  thou  wilt  rare ; 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear? 

3  As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own, 
Knows  he  *s  neither  strong  nor  wise, 

Pears  to  Btir  a  step  alone, — 
Lei  me  thus  with  thee  abide, 
As  my  Father,  Guard,  and  Guide. 

183.  s.    If.  Kimscopal  Col. 
<Tl)c  i=oul  srrhfnfl  Hart 

1  O,  .  mj  wandering  soul, 

tOg  to  mam  : 

All  this  wide  world,  to  either  pole, 

I  las  not  for  tli»  B  a  home. 

2  Behold  the  ark  of  God  ; 

Behold  the  open  «' 
O,  h  tin  that  dear  al>ode, 

And  r.'v.  ,  my  soul,  no  w 


AND   AFFECTIONS.  184,  185 

3  There,  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 

There,  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 
And  every  longing  satisfied, 
With  full  salvation  blest. 

184.  8s,  7s,  A  4s  M.  Oliver. 
ttriJ  ttjr  plflrim's  (Kuf&c  antr  Strcnjrti). 

1  Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  : 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty ; 

Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand: 
Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  : 
Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  Strength- and  Shield. 

3  When  I  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Bear  me  through  the  swelling  current ; 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side ; 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

185.  s.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

jFor  Bujine  (SmUance. 

1  Most  gracious  God,  reveal 
Thy  will  concerning  me  ; 
Whate'er  I  do,  whate'er  I  feel, 
I  follow  thy  decree. 

139 


I 


186  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

2  The  counsels  of  thy  love 

l»c  on  m\   heart  impressed  ; 
It  then  shrill  at  thy  bidding  move, 
And  at  thy  bidding  rest. 

3  While  thou  m)   Leader  art, 

And  makVt  me  thine  abode, 
I  find  the  witness  in  my  heart, 
That  I  am  born  of  (Jed. 

4  Father,  thy  will  he  done! 

To  thee  I  all  resign  ; 
The  sole  Disposer  el' thine  own, 
I  tispose  of  me  and  mine 

5  At  thy  command.  I  go, 

Or  quietly  attend, 
Till  all  my  care  and  toil  below 
In  rest  eternal  end. 

loo.  i\    >I.  Mrs.  Sigourhet. 

jSufcmi'ri.sfou  to  ^ffUctfou. 

1  Yet  who  this  fearful  <\--r<\  hath  wrought? 

W'hii  thus  hath  laid  me  low  .: 

Was  it  a  hand  with  vengeance  fraught?  — 
The  malice  of  a  foe  ? 

2  No!  —  He  who  called  m\  being  forth 

From  mute,  unconscious  clay  : 

lb'  who,  with  more  than  parent's  love, 
I  [ath  led  me  oighl  and  day  ;  — 

'3  Who  erreth  not,  who  changeth  not. 
Who  woundeth  but  to  heal, 

Who  darkeneth  not  man's  sunny  lot. 
Save  for  hi.-  al. 


i 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  187 

4  Therefore  I  bow  me  to  his  sway  ; 
I  mourn,  but  not  repine, 
And  chastened,  yet  confiding,  say, 
Lord,  not  my  will,  but  thine. 

187.  L.  M.  6l.  *C.  Wesley. 

Jon  of  ti)e  .Soul  tftat  i)as  fountr  3SoTr. 

1  Ah,  why  did  I  so  late  thee  know, 

Who  me  hast  sought  so  oft  in  vain  ? 
Ah,  why  did  I  no  sooner  go 

To  thee,  the  only  ease  in  pain  ? 
Ashamed  I  sigh,  and  inly  mourn, 
That  I  so  late  to  thee  did  turn. 

2  In  darkness  willingly  I  strayed ; 

I  sought  thee,  yet  from  thee  I  roved ; 
Far  wide  my  wandering  thoughts  were  spread; 

Thy  creatures  more  than  thee  I  loved  ; 
And  now,  if  more  at  length  I  see, 
'Tis  through  thy  light,  and  comes  from  thee. 

3  I  thank  thee,  uncreated  Sun, 

That  thy  bright  beams  on  me  have  shined  ; 
I  thank  thee,  who  hast  overthrown 

My  foes,  and  healed  my  wounded  mind ; 
I  thank  thee,  whose  enlivening  voice 
Bids  my  freed  heart  in  thee  rejoice. 

4  Uphold  me  in  the  doubtful  race, 

Nor  suffer  me  again  to  stray ; 
Strengthen  my  feet  with  steady  pace 

Still  to  press  forward  in  thy  way ; 
My  soul  and  flesh,  O  Lord  of  might, 
Fill,  satiate  with  thy  heavenly  light. 


188,    189  I-KVol    1      ASPIRATIONS 

5  (Jive  to  mine  eyes  refreshing  tears; 

Give  to  my  beaii  chaste,  hallowed  tires; 
Give  to  my  soul,  with  filial  fears, 

The  love  thai  all  heaven's  host  inspires ; 
That  all  mj   powers,  with  all  their  fnight, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

188.  c.  M.  -Mrs.  Steele. 
due  Ji)np4)incss  to  ur  founto  onln  in  (Goto. 

.1   In  vain  I  trace  creation  o'er, 
In  search  of  B&cred  resl ; 

The  whole  creation  is  too  poor, 

Too  mean,  to  make  me  hirst. 

2  In  vain  would  this  low  world  employ 

Each  flattering,  specious  wile  J 
There's  nought  can  yield  a  real  joy, 
But  my  Creator's  smile. 

3  Let  Earth  and  all  her  charms  depart, 

Unworthy  of  the  mind  ; 
In  God  alone  this  restless  heart 
An  equal  bliss  can  find. 

4  Great  Spring  of  all  felicit)  , 

To  \\  hom  my  wishes  tend, 
Do  not  these  wishes  rise  fn  m  th 

And  in  thv  favor  end  ? 

189.  l.   M.  C.  Wi  - 
*Tl)c  ^oul  Ktce^thlfl    tTtifst's  I-nWtatfons. 

1  u  Come,  all  ye  souls  b)  Bin  oppressed^ 
^  •   restli  ss  wand  n  rs  after  . 
Ye  poor  and  maimed,  and  halt  and  blind, 
In  me  a  hearty  welcome  t'md." 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  190 

2  Such  is  the  Savior's  gracious  call, 
The  invitation  given  to  all : 

My  soul,  no  more  refuse  t'  embrace 
The  plenitude  of  gospel  grace  ;  — 

3  A  pardon  written  with  his  blood, 
The  favor  and  the  peace  of  God  ; 
The  seeing  eye,  the  feeling  sense, 
The  mystic  joys  of  penitence ;  — 

4  The  godly  fear,  the  pleasing  smart, 
The  meltings  of  a  broken  heart  ; 
The  tears  that  fall  for  sins  forgiven, 

The  sighs  that  waft  the  soul  to  heaven ;  — 

5  The  guiltless  shame,  the  sweet  distress, 
Th1  unutterable  tenderness ; 

The  genuine,  meek  humility  ; 

The  wonder  —  "  why  such  love  to  me  ?  "  — 

6  Th'  o'ervvhelming  power  of  saving  grace, 
The  sight  that  veils  the  seraph's  face, 
The  speechless  awe  that  dares  not  move, 
And  all  the  silent  heaven  of  love. 

190.  CM.  H.M.Williams. 

?i2flkftual  JBcbotfott. 

1  While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 

Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 
And  may  this  consecrated  hour 
With  better  hopes  be  filled  ! 

2  Thy  love  the  powers  of  thought  bestowed  ; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar : 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed ; 
That  mercy  1  adore. 

143 


I 


191  DBTOtTT    ASPIRATIONS 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I 
E  ch  l»k— in-  to  m>  -"nl  mare  d< 
Because  confern  d 

4  In  every  joy  thai  crowns  n 

In  every  pain  I  I" 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  pra 
( >i-  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  mj  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  till  : 
Resigned,  wh<  n  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
M\  soul  shall  meel  thy  will. 

»;  \lv  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 
The  gathering  storm  shall  » 
My  Bteadfasl  heart  Bhall  know  no  fear;  — 
That  heart  shall  rest  on  thee. 


191.  L.   M.  6l.  C    Wkslzt 

jfov  t\K  £n(I  unices  of  ttir  Spfvit. 

1  I  want  the  spirit  of  powef  within, 

( )t'  love,  and  of  a  healthful  mind  ;  — 
Of  power  to  conquer  every  am  : 

<  )f  love  to  <  Sod  and  all  mankind  : 
(  tf  health  thai  pain  and  death  d<  I 
Mos1  vigorous  when  the  bodj 

2  *  i  thai  the  Comforter  would  con 

transient  •_ 
Bui  ti\  in  me  his  constanl  home, 

And  keep  possession  of  my  breai 
And  make  my  soul  his  loved  abode, 
The  temple  of  indwelling  God! 

144 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  192,   193 

192.  10s  M.  Dr.  Johnson. 
£mplormg  titufne  Hfgijt. 

1  O  thou  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds  presides, 
Whose  voice  created,  and  whose  wisdom  guides, 
On  darkling  man  in  pure  effulgence  shine, 
And  cheer  the  clouded  mind  with  light  divine. 

2  'Tis  thine  alone  to  calm  the  pious  breast 
With  silent  confidence  and  holy  rest : 

From  thee,  great  God,  we  spring ;  to  thee  we  tend ; 
Path,  Motive,  Guide,  Original,  and  End. 

193.  L.   M.  6i-.  Moravian. 
Jlibfntj  to  GtoU. 

1  O,  draw  me,  Father,  after  thee; 

So  shall  I  run  and  never  tire ; 
With  gracious  words  still  comfort  me  ; 

Be  thou  my  Hope,  my  sole  Desire  ; 
Free  me  from  every  weight ;  nor  fear 
Nor  sin  can  come,  if  thou  art  here. 

2  From  all  eternity,  with  love 

Unchangeable  thou  hast  me  viewed ; 
Ere  knew  this  beating  heart  to  move, 

Thy  tender  mercies  me  pursued ; 
Ever  with  me  may  they  abide, 
And  close  me  in  on  every  side ! 

3  In  suffering  be  thy  love  my  peace ; 

In  weakness  be  thy  love  my  power  ; 
And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 

My  God,  in  that  important  hour, 
In  death,  as  life,  be  thou  my  Guide, 
And  bear  me  through  death's  whelming  tide. 

13  145 


I 


194,  195  DEVOUT    ASPIRATION 

194.  C.   M.  0.   Wesley. 

if  or  a  Doii)  fteart 

1  O  FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  <  rod, 

A  heart  from  Bin  bi  I  free  ! 
A  heart  that  always  reels  hon  good, 
I  low  kind  thou  arl  to  me  I  — 

2  A  heart  resigned,  submissive,  meek, 

My  great  Redeemer's  throne, 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  >|>eak, 

Where  Jesus  reigns  alone  I 
:i  ( )  for  a  lowly,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean  ! 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 

From  I  lini  thai  dwells  within!  — 

4  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 
And  full  of  love  divine  : 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
A  copy,  Lord,  of  thine  ! 

195.  L.   Rf.  I     \\per. 
4Jracr  after  a  Storm. 

1  When  darkness  long  lias  veiled  my  mind, 

And  smiling  daj  once  more  app< 
Then,  my  Redeemer,  then  I  find 
The  folly  of  m\  doubts  and  I 

2  Straight  I  upbraid  my  wandering  h< 

And  blush  that  I  should  ever  be 
Tims  prone  to  ad  bo  base  a  part. 

Or  harbor  one  hard  thought  of  thee. 
146 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  196 

3  O,  let  me,  then,  at  length  be  taught, 

What  I  am  still  so  slow  to  learn,; — 
That  God  is  love,  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  the  shadow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  easy  to  repeat ! 

But,  when  my  faith  is  sharply  tried, 
I  find  myself  a  learner  yet, 

Unskilful,  weak,  and  apt  to  slide. 

5  -But,  O  my  Lord,  one  look  from  thee 

Subdues  the  disobedient  will, 
Drives  doubt  and  discontent  away, 
And  thy  rebellious  worm  is  still. 

196.  C.  31.  Wesley's  Col. 

Sfov  Neatness  to  (Soft. 

1  Within  us,  Lord,  thyself  reveal, 

While  here  o'er  earth  we  rove  ; 
Speak  to  our  hearts,  and  let  us  feel 
The  kindlings  of  thy  love. 

2  With  thee  conversing,  we  forget 

All  time,  and  toil,  and  care : 
Labor  is  rest,  and  pain  is  sweet, 
If  thou,  my  God,  art  here. 

3  Here,  then,  my  God,  vouchsafe  to  stay, 

And  bid  my  heart  rejoice  ; 
My  bounding  heart  shall  own  thy  sway, 
And  echo  to  thy  voice. 

4  Thou  callest  me  to  seek  thy  face ; 

'Tis  all  I  wish  to  seek  : 
T'  attend  the  whispers  of  thy  grace, 
And  hear  thee  inly  speak. 

147 


197,  198  i>i:voi;r  asim rations 

5  Let  this  my  every  hour  employ, 
Till  I  thy  glory  sec. 
Hntcr  into  my  Master's  joy, 
Ami  find  m\  heaven  in  thee  ! 

197.  L.    M.  TOPLADT. 

Zo  lie  mabe  perfect  [n  toftjfnc  ftobf. 

1  O  that  my  heart  was  right  with  thee, 

And  loved  thee  with  a  perfect  love  ! 
O,  that  my  Lord  would  dwell  m  me, 
And  never  from  his  seal  remove! 

2  Father,  I  dwell  in  mournful  night, 

Till  thou  dost  in  ray  heart  appear; 

Arise,  propitious  Sun,  and  Light 
An  everlasting  morning  there. 

3  O  let  my  prayer  acceptance  find, 

And  bring  the  mighty  blessing  down; 
Eyesight  impart,  for  I  am  Mind; 

And  seal  me  thine  adopted  BOH. 

198.  S.    ML  Patrick. 
?IJoh»  Drsfrrs. 

1    (  fog),  who  is  just  and  kind. 

Will  those  win)  ei r  instruct, 
And  to  the  paths  of  righteous 
Their  waadering  steps  conduct 

I  The  humble  soul  he  guides  : 
Teaches  the  meek  his  w 
hondness  and  truth  he  shows  to  all 
Who  his  just  laws  obey. 


AND   AFFECTIONS.  199 

Give  me  the  tender  heart 

That  mixes  fear  with  love, 
And  lead  me  through  whatever  path 

Thy  wisdom  shall  approve. 

O,  ever  keep  my  soul 

From  error,  shame,  and  guilt ; 
Nor  suffer  the  fair  hope  to  fail, 

Which  on  thy  truth  is  built. 


199.  L.  M.  6l.  Moravian. 

£t)c  Soul  seeking  3&est  atxti  $artron. 

1  O  thou,  in  whom  the  weary  find 

Their  sweet  and  permanent  repose, 
Physician  of  the  sin-sick  mind, 

Relieve  my  wants,  assuage  my  woes ; 
And  let  my  soul  on  thee  be  cast, 
Till  life's  fierce  tyranny  be  passed. 

2  Loosed  from  my  God,  and  far  removed, 

Long  have  I  wandered  to  and  fro  ; 
O'er  earth  in  endless  circles  roved, 

Nor  found  whereon  to  rest  below  : 
Back  to  my  God  at  last  I  fly ; 
For,  O,  estranged  from  thee,  I  die. 

3  Selfish  pursuits,  and  nature's  maze, 

The  things  of  earth,  for  thee  I  leave  : 
Put  forth  thy  hand,  thy  hand  of  grace  : 

Into  the  ark  of  love  receive  ; 
Take  this  poor,  fluttering  soul  to  rest, 
And  lodge  it,  Savior,  in  thy  breast. 

13  *  149 


200,201  IU.VOT7T    ASPIRATIONS 

4  Fill  with  inviolable  peace, 

'Siahlish  and  keep  my  settlor!  heart; 
In  thee  may  all  my  wanderings  eease  ; 

From  thee  no  more  may  I  depart ; 
Thy  utmost  goodness  called  to  prove, 
Loved  with  an  everlasting  love  ! 

200.  C.   M.  Doddridge. 

(Koto  sprafcfnfl  }3cacr  to  Ms  IJroplr.     Ps.  lxxxv. 

1  Unite,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite 

In  silence  boA  and  sweet  ; 
And  thou,  my  soul,  sit  gently  down 
At  thy  great  Sovereign's  feet 

2  Jehovah's  awful  voice  is  heard  ; 

Yet  gladly  1  attend  ; 
For,  lo  !  the  everlasting  God 
Proclaims  himself  my  Friend. 

3  Harmonious  accents  to  my  soul 

The  sound  of  peace  convey  ; 
The  tempest  at  his  word  subsides, 
And  winds  and  seas  obey. 

4  By  all  its  joys.  1  charge  my  heart 

To  grieve  his  love  do  more, 
But,  charmed  by  melody  divine, 
To  give  its  tollies  o'er. 

201.  C.    Iff.  R  BSLBV'l   Cot. 

CTlir  fcsfat'f  llrst. 

1  Loan,  1  hei fa  I  remains 

To  all  thy  people  known  ; 
A  rest  where  pure  enjoyment  reigns, 
art  loved  alone  ;  — 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  202 

2  A  rest  where  all  our  soul's  desire 

Is  fixed  on  things  above  ; 
Where  fear,  and  sin,  and  grief,  expire, 
Cast  out  by  perfect  love. 

3  O  that  I  now  the  rest  might  know, 

Believe,  and  enter  in  ! 
Now,  Father,  now  the  power  bestow, 
And  let  me  cease  from  sin ! 

4  Remove  all  hardness  from  my  heart, 

All  unbelief  remove  ; 
To  me  the  rest  of  faith  impart, 
The  Sabbath  of  thy  love. 

202.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

&\>c  3&cst  of  tt>e  grateful  <Soul.    Ps.  cxvi, 

1  Return,  my  soul,  and  seek  thy  rest 
Upon  thy  heavenly  Father's  breast : 
Indulge  me,  Lord,  in  that  repose 

The  soul  which  loves  thee  only  knows. 

2  Safe  in  thy  care,  I  fear  no  more 

The  tempest's  howl,  the  billow's  roar : 
Those  storms  must  shake  th'  Almighty's  seat, 
Which  violate  the  saints'  retreat. 

3  Thy  bounties,  Lord,  to  me  surmount 
The  power  of  language  to  recount ; 
From  morning  dawn  the  setting  sun 
Sees  but  my  work  of  praise  begun. 

4  Rich  in  ten  thousand  gifts  possessed, 
In  future  hopes  more  richly  blessed, 
I'll  sit  and  sing  till  death  shall  raise 
A  note  of  more  proportioned  praise. 

151 


I 


203,  204  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

SMItf*  L.     M.  MONTGOMERY. 

jfollolDfiiQ  after  (T«ot).     I's.  lxiii. 

1  (>  (Iod,  thou  art  my  God  alone  ; 

Early  to  thee  ray  soul  shall  cry, 
A  pilgrim  in  a  land  unknown, 

A  thirsty  land,  whose  springs  are  dry. 

2  Yet,  through  this  rough  and  thorny  maze, 

1  follow  hard  on  thee,  my  <  lod  ; 
Thine  hand  unseen  upholds  my  w 

I  lean  upon  thy  staff  and  rod. 

3  Thee,  in  the  watches  of  the  night, 

\\  hen  I  remember,  on  my  hed, 
Thy  presence  makes  the  darkness  light ; 
Thy  guardian  wings  an-  round  my  head. 

4  Better  than  life  itself  thy  I 

Dearer  than  all  beside  to  me  : 
For  whom  ha\e  1  iii  heaven  aboi   . 
Or  what  on  earth,  compared  with  thee  ? 

5  Praise  with  my  heart,  my  mind,  my  voice, 

For  all  thy  mercy.  1  will  Lri\e  : 
My  soul  shall  still  in  (hid  rejoice; 

My  tongue  shall  hless  thee  while  I  livr. 

20  !.  B.  M.  Watts. 

Sairti;  in  (T.oti.     I's  lxi. 

1   Whi  t,  overwhelmed  with  grief. 

My  heart  within  me  dies, — 

1  [(    pless,  and  far  from  all  relief, 

To  Heaven  1  lii'r  mine  eyes. 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  205 

2  O,  lead  me  to  the  Rock 

That's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade  ! 

3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 

Forever  I'll  abide ; 
Thou  art  the  Tower  of  my  defence, 
The  Refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 

2°5«  C.  M.  Merrick. 

3cqufcscence  fit  ttje  Mbme  V&fll. 

1  Author  of  good,  we  rest  on  thee  : 

Thine  ever- watchful  eye 

Alone  our  real  wants  can  see, 

Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  In  thine  all-gracious  providence 

Our  cheerful  hopes  confide  ; 
O,  let  thy  power  be  our  defence, 
Thy  love  our  footsteps  guide  ! 

3  And  since,  by  passion's  force  subdued, 

Too  oft,  with  stubborn  will, 
We  blindly  shun  the  latent  good, 
And  grasp  the  specious  ill, — 

4  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want, 

Let  mercy  still  supply  ; 
The  good  unasked,  0  Father,  grant ; 
The  ill,  though  asked,  deny. 


J 


206  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

206.  s.    >l.  Ancient  Hymns.' 

^Jranrr  for  }JnrtJon. 

1  Befori:  thy  mercy's  throne, 

Thy  succor,  Lord,  we  seek  ; 
For  thou  art  good  and  great  alone; 
All  helpless  we,  and  weak. 

2  Like  sheep  that  Lr<»  astray, 

Our  wilful  course  we've  run, 
From  what  thou  would'st,  have  turned  away, 
And  what  thou  would'st  not,  done. 

3  To  us  belong  dismay 

Of  heart  and  shame  of  face; 
To  thee,  our  sorrows  to  allay, 
Our  guiltiness  efface  ;  — 

4  To  us,  confession  meek, 

The  penitential  prayer  : 
To  thee,  the  words  of  peace  to  speak, 
The  contrite  heart  to  spare. 

5  0,  spare  our  sins  confessed, 

The  penitents  restore  : 

On  them,  who  turn  to  thee  for  rest, 
Thy  healthful  spirit  pour. 

♦  i  Pour,  for  tin-  Savior's  Bake, 
Th\  blessing's  heavenly  dew 

On  those  who  fain  would  sin  forsake, 
And  thy  pure  wa\  a  pursue. 


AND   AFFECTIONS.  207,  208 


207.  L.  M.  6l.         Wesley's  Col. 
Jrmplorfng  IForgfbcnrss  antr  3&ntetoal  of  S^eart. 

1  Forgive  us,  for  thy  mercy's  sake  ; 

Our  multitude  of  sins  forgive  ; 
And  for  thy  own  possession  take, 

And  bid  us  to  thy  glory  live ; 
Live  in  thy  sight,  and  gladly  prove 
Our  faith  by  our  obedient  love. 

2  The  covenant  of  forgiveness  seal, 

And  all  thy  mighty  wonders  show ; 
Our  hidden  enemies  expel, 

And  conquering  them  to  conquer  go, 
Till  all  of  pride  and  wrath  be  slain, 
And  not  one  evil  thought  remain. 

3  O,  put  it  in  our  inward  parts, 

The  living  law  of  perfect  love  ; 
Write  the  new  precept  on  our  hearts ; 

We  shall  not  then  from  thee  remove, 
Who  in  thy  glorious  image  shine, 
Thy  people,  and  forever  thine. 

208.  C.    M.  H.  H.  MlLMAN. 

^ragfng  for  Trfbme  Wtdp. 

1  O,  help  us,  Lord  ;  each  hour  of  need 

Thy  heavenly  succor  give  ; 
Help  us,  in  thought,  and  word,  and  deed, 
Each  hour  on  earth  we  live. 

2  0,  help  us,  when  our  spirits  bleed, 

With  contrite  anguish  sore  ; 
And  when  our  hearts  are  cold  and  dead, 
O,  help  us,  Lord,  the  more. 

155 


J09  ni.vnri    \M'ii;\Tin\s 

3  O,  help  us,  through  the  prayer  of  faith, 

More  firmly  to  believe  j 
For  still  the  more  the  servanl  hath, 
The  mure  shall  he  receive. 

4  O,  help  us,  Father,  from  on  high  ; 

W  e  know  no  help  but  thee  ; 
O,  help  us  so  to  live  ami  die, 

As  thine  il)  heaven  to  be. 


209.  i,.  ML  Bsddomx. 

Enconstnucn  lamrntrfc. 

1  The  wandering  star  and  fleeting  wind 
Are  emblems  of  the  fickle  mind  ; 
The  morning  cloud  and  early  dew 
Bring  our  inconstancy  to  view. 

2  But  cloud  and  wind,  and  dew  and  star, 
Only  a  faint  resemblance  bear; 

Nor  can  there  erughl  in  nature  be 
So  changeable  and  frail  as  we. 

3  Our  outward  walk  and  inward  (fame 
Are  scarcely  through  an  hour  the  same: 
We  vow,  and  Btraighl  our  vows  forget, 
And  then  those  nerj  vows  repeat 

4  With  contrite  heart-.  Lord,  we  eunfess 
( >ur  folly  and  unsteadfastni 

When  shall  these  hearts  more  stable  be, 
Fixed  by  thy  grace  alone  on  tl 

156 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  210,211 

210.  ii#  M.  6l.         Wesley's  Col. 

jfax  tlje  Direction  of  ©olJ's  Spirit. 

1  Leader  of  Israel's  host,  and  Guide 

Of  all  who  seek  the  land  above, 
Beneath  thy  shadow  we  abide, 

The  cloud  of  thy  protecting  love  ; 
Our  strength  thy  grace,  our  rule  thy  word, 
Our  end  the  glory  of  the  Lord. 

2  By  thine  unerring  Spirit  led, 

We  shall  not  in  the  desert  stray ; 
We  shall  not  full  direction  need, 

Nor  miss  our  providential  way ; 
As  far  from  danger  as  from  fear, 
While  Love,  almighty  Love   is  near. 

oi  1  _,     ,_  C  Companion 

*"'  7sM'  I  Hymn  Book. 

jFor  Neatness  to  CSoo\ 

1  Lord,  I  hear  thy  gracious  voice 

Bid  my  soul,  "  Arise  and  live  ;  " 
Offering,  to  my  willing  choice, 
Life,  which  thou  alone  canst  give. 

2  None  beside  thee  can  impart 

Truth  divine  conjoined  with  love, — 
Love  to  bless  the  contrite  heart, 
Truth  to  lift  the  soul  above. 

3  Be  my  soul  thy  dwelling-place ; 

Guide  and  animate  my  will ; 
Strengthen  every  heavenly  grace ; 
Prompt  to  good,  and  keep  from  ill. 

14  157 


212  DEVOUT    ASPIRATION- 

4  Let  me  thee,  my  proper  End, 

By  the  lighl  of  love,  perceii 

And,  to  serve  iu\  God  ami  Friend, 
( rladly  every  idol  I' 

5  Grant  me  peace  and  patient  hope ; 

Bind  in»'  closer  still  to  thee  : 
In  my  soul  be  Lifted  up, 

Drawing  all  my  thoughts  to  thee. 


21  *2.  i,.  m.  Bib  w    Scott. 

EmplovuiQ  tbc  constant  JJixsnur  of  (Goti. 

1  When  Israel,  of  the  Lord  hcloved, 

Out  from  the  land  of  bondage  came, 
Her  fathers1  God  before  her  moved, 
An  awful  Guide,  in  smoke  and  flame. 

2  By  day,  along  tlf  astonished  lands 

Tin-  cloudy  pillar  glided  slow  ; 
By  night  Arabia's  crimsoned  sands 
Returned  the  fiery  column's  glow. 

'.i  Thus  present  still,  though  now  unseen, 

When  brightly  shines  the  prosperous  day 
Be  thoughts  of  thee  a  cloud}  sen  i  a, 
To  temper  the  deceitful  ray  ! 

4  Ami.  < ).  w\\<  -  on  our  path, 

In  shade  and  Btoirn,  the  I  : light, 

1'    ".mil  long-suffering,  -!<>\\  t"  wrath, 
A  burning  and  a  shining  Light! 


AND   AFFECTIONS.  213 

213.  S.  M.  Wesleyan. 

1  Great  Source  of  life  and  light, 

Thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 
And  by  thy  Holy  Spirit  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart : 
My  soul  would  cleave  to  thee  ; 

Let  nought  my  purpose  move ; 
O,  let  my  faith  more  steadfast  be, 

And  more  intense  my  love  ! 

2  Imbue  my  constant  mind 

With  deep  humility, 
And  let  an  ardent  zeal  be  joined 

With  perfect  charity ; 
That  grace  to  me  impart, 

With  meekness  to  reprove, 
To  hate  the  sin  with  all  my  heart, 

And  still  the  sinner  love. 

3  Long  as  my  trials  last, 

Long  as  the  cross  I  bear, 
O,  let  my  soul  on  thee  be  cast 

In  confidence  and  prayer ! 
Conduct  me  to  the  shore 

Of  everlasting  peace, 
Where  storm  and  tempest  rise  no  more, 

Where  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

159 


214,215  hkvoi't    ASPIRATIONS 


214.  L.      M.  IlllnWM 

jfov  ttic  (f.uRinnrr  of  tijc  JDoly  Spfrft. 

1  Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  liglji  and  comfort  from  above; 
Be  thou  our  Guardian,  thou  our  ( Juide  ; 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  The  light  of  truth  to  us  display, 

And  make  US  know  and  choose  thy  way; 
Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 

That  we  from  God  may  not  depart 

.*{  Lead  us  to  holiness,  the  road 

That  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God; 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  the  living  Wav, 
Nor  let  us  from  his  precepts  stray. 

4  Lead  us  to  God,  our  final  Rest, 
In  his  enjoyment  to  be  blest  : 
Lead  us  to  heaven,  the  scat  of  bliss, 
Where  pleasure  in  perfection  is. 

215.  L.    M,  5.V"MrnI0If 

(  Il\  m.n  Book. 

<Tt)c  .Soul  tttfrstfna  for  Got. 

1  Fountain  of  all-sufficient  bliss, 

To  men  below,  to  saints  ab 
Fulness  of  joy  in  thee  there  is, 
Fulness  of  light,  fulness  of  love. 

2  Enter,  and  fiH  m)  waiting  mind ; 

( rive  me  that  peace,  thai  calm  rej 
Which  self-complaa  Dee  cannot  find, 
Which  Belf-abasement  "uly  knew-. 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  216 

To  thee  my  inmost  soul  aspires  ; 

To  thee  I  plight  my  solemn  vows  ; 
Keep  me  from  all  impure  desires, 

And  all  my  best  affections  rouse. 

Fit  me  to  join  thy  saints  on  high, 

Who  brightly  shine,  in  bliss  complete  ; 

Who  view  thy  glorious  majesty, 

And  cast  their  crowns  before  thv  feet. 


216.  L.   M.  Moravian. 

JFor  ©ufirtitatxstnp  anti  (Guidance. 

1  O  thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart ;  it  pants  for  thee ; 
O,  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free  ! 

2  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 

Be  thou  my  Light,  be  thou  my  Way  ; 

No  foes,  no  violence  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

3  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 
O  God,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head  and  cheer  my  heart. 

4  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day ; 

Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain,  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  calm,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

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217  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

217.  7s   Ai    <Js    ML  W»LITA9. 

<?Tonfi'T)curr  in  ffsfl's  }Jrotcctfon. 

1  0  art  soul,  unceasing  pray; 

In  ( rod  alone  confide  ; 

He  thy  feeole  steps  shall  stay, 
Nor  suffer  thee  to  slide  ; 

Lean  on  thy  Redeemer's  breast; 
He  thy  spirit  safely  keeps  ; 

Best  in  him.  securel)  n 
Thy  Watchman  uever  sleeps. 

2  Neither  sin,  nor  earth,  nor  hell, 

Thy  Keeper  can  surprise  ; 
Careless  slumbers  cannot  steal 

On  his  all-seeing  <■> es  ; 
I  le  is  Israel's  Bure  I  defence; 

Israel  all  his  care  shall  prove, 
Kepi  by  watchful  Providence, 

And  ster-waking  Love. 

I  See  the  Lord,  thy  Keeper,  stand 

Omnipotently  near  : 
Lo,  he  holds  thee  by  thy  hand, 

And  banishes  thy  fear; 
He  shall  blest  thy  going  out, 

lh-  shall  biesi  thy  coming  in, 
Kindly  compass  thee  about, 

And  guard  from  every  sin. 


AND   AFFECTIONS.  218,  219 

218.  L,.  M.  Doddridge. 

Hifafna  Skaters. 

1  Blest  Spirit,  Source  of  grace  divine, 
What  soul-refreshing  streams  are  thine  ! 
O,  bring  these  healing;  waters  nigh, 

Or  we  must  droop,  and  fall,  and  die. 

2  No  traveller  through  desert  lands, 
'Midst  scorching  suns  and  burning  sands, 
More  eager  longs  for  cooling  rain, 

Or  pants  the  current  to  obtain. 

3  Our  longing  souls  aloud  would  sing ; 
Spring  up,  celestial  fountain,  spring  ; 
To  a  redundant  river  flow, 

And  cheer  this  thirsty  land  below. 

4  May  this  blest  torrent,  near  my  side, 
Through  all  the  desert  gently  glide  ; 
Then,  in  Immanuel's  land  above, 
Spread  to  a  sea  of  joy  and  love  ! 

219.  S.  M.  (Companion 

£  Hymn  Book. 

2TJ)e  Soul  confi'limjj  fix  (Ko&. 

1  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

I  am  not  far  from  home ; 
And  nearer  to  my  house  above, 
I  every  moment  come. 

2  Lord,  thou  hast  gone  before 

Through  all  the  painful  road ; 
And  thou  thy  faithful  followers 
Wilt  bring  to  thine  abode, 

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220  dkvoi  i    ASPIRATIONS 

'.i  When  1  in  darkness  walk, 

Nor  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
O,  let  me  trust  in  thee,  mj  1  rod, 
And  rail  upon  thy  name ! 

4  Soon  shall  my  doubts  and  fears 

Subside  at  thy  control  ; 
Thy  loving-kindness  shall  break  through 
The  midnighl  of  the  soul. 

5  He  who  believes  thy  word, 

And  stays  himself  on  thee, 
And  waits  with  meek  and  patient  hope, 
Shall  thy  salvation 

220.  l.  M.  6l.  Wislktah 

jFor  the  jfulft'lmcnt  of  (Ttivist's  promises. 

1  ( )  God,  unchangeable  thou  art, 

And  all  thy  promises  are  sure  ■ 
Bel  up  thy  kingdom  in  my  heart, — 
The  kingdom  promised  to  the  |>oor; 

Let  thy  own  selt'  to  me  be  given  ; 

For  where  thou  art,  there.  Lord,  is  heaven. 

2  Christ  lias  pronounced  the  mourners  blest; 

Thy  clouded  presence.  In.  I  mourn  ; 
Weary,  in  thee  I  seek  my  n  st, 
And  wait  till  thou,  my  Rest,  return; 

Till  thou  withill  my  heart  appear. 

And  fix  thy  chosen  dwelling  here. 

8  Shine  on  thy  work  ;  disperse  the  gloom  ; 
Light,  in  thj  light,  < »,  give  to  see  ; 
Sa\  to  my  soul,  "  Thy  light  is  come  ; 
Glory  divine  is  risen  on  thee  : 

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AND   AFFECTIONS.  221 

Thy  warfare  's  past ;  thy  mourning  's  o'er ; 
Look  up,  for  thou  sbalt  weep  no  more  !  " 

Lord,  I  believe  thy  promise  sure  ; 

Thy  grace  thou  wilt  not  long  delay ; 
Hungry,  and  sorrowful,  and  poor, 

In  thee  I  trust,  to  thee  I  pray  ; 
Into  thy  hand  my  all  resign, 
And  calmly  rest  on  Love  divine. 


221.  7s  &  6s  M.  Rippon's  Col. 

E\)t  .Soul  aspirftuj  to  3$eaben. 

1  Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings  ; 

Thy  better  portion  trace ; 
Rise,  from  transitory  things, 

Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place. 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars,  decay ; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 

2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun  ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source  : 
So  a  soul  that's  born  of  God 

Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face ; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

165 


222 


DEVOUT    .\srii;.\Tlo.\> 


(  Hvmn  Book. 
jfor  tljc  saWnjj  Ihtorr  of  (Cinfst. 

1  Great  Lord,  thy  miracles  perform 

Within  my  waiting  soul ; 
With  life  divine  my  bosom  warm, 
And  make-  my  spirit  whole: 

2  Burdened  with  guilt  and  self-abhorred, 

I  sink  beneath  my  sin ; 
But,  it*  thou  wilt,  tli\  gracious  word 
( San  make  the  leper  clean. 

3  Thou  see'st  me  deaf  to  thy  commands: 

Open.  ( )  L<»rd,  ni\  ears  ; 
Bid  me  stretch  out  my  withered  hands; 
Let  strength  attend  my  prayers  I 

4  Silent,  —  alas!  thou  know'st  how  long! 

My  voice  I  cannot  raise : 
But,  < >,  when  thou  shall  loose  my  tongue, 
The  dumb  shall  sing  th)  pre 

5  Lame  al  the  ptool  1  still  am  found  ; 

(Jive,  and  my  Strength  emploj  : 
Lighl  as  the  hart  1  thou  shall  hound  : 
The  lame  shall  leap  for  joy. 

(>  Blind,  from  my  birth,  to  heaven  and  thee, 

I  )ark  is  my  soul  within  ; 

Thy  love  and  truth  I  dimly 

( Jlouded  hy  self  and  sin. 

7  0  thou,  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  R 
Clothed  with  thy  Fathers  power] 
( >.  turn  my  darkness  into  day, 
\h  bouI  t<»  health  restore  ! 


AND   AFFECTIONS.  223,  224 


223.  L.  m.  C.  Wesley. 

jfov  cTrutirvness  of  ?^eart. 

1  O  for  a  glance  of  heavenly  day, 
To  take  this  stubborn  will  away, 
And  thaw,  with  beams  of  love  divine, 
This  heart,  this  frozen  heart,  of  mine ! 

2  The  rocks  can  rend  ;  the  earth  can  quake ; 
The  seas  can  roar ;  the  mountains  shake  ; 
Of  feeling  all  things  show  some  sign, 

But  this  unfeeling  heart  of  mine. 

3  To  hear  the  sorrows  thou  hast  felt, 
O  Lord,  an  adamant  would  melt ; 
But  I  can  read  each  moving  line, 
And  nothing  moves  this  heart  of  mine. 

4  Thy  judgments,  too,  unmoved  I  hear, 
(Amazing  thought!)  which  devils  fear! 
Goodness  and  wrath  in  vain  combine 
To  stir  this  stupid  heart  of  mine. 

5  Thy  mighty  aid,  great  God,  I  need, 
To  do  for  me  this  blessed  deed ; 
Thy  Spirit  can  from  dross  refine, 

And  melt  and  change  this  heart  of  mine. 

224.  l.  M.  6l.  C.  Wesley. 

Bejofcmrj  fn  ffioTi. 

1  Thou  hidden  Source  of  calm  repose, 
Thou  all-sufficient  Love  divine, 
My  Help  and  Refuge  from  my  foes, 
Secure  I  am  if  thou  art  mine. 

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225  DEVOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

And,  lo,  front  sin,  and  grief,  and  shame, 
1  bide  me,  Father,  in  ih\  name. 

2  Thy  migtitj  nam-  salvation  is, 

And  keeps  mj  happ)  soul  above  ; 
Comfort  ii  brings,  and  power,  and  peace, 

And  joy,  and  everlasting  love  : 
To  me,  through  thy  dear  Son,  are  giveta 
Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven. 

3  Father,  my  all  in  all  thou  art, 

\\\  resl  in  toil,  my  ease  in  pain  ; 
The  medicine  of  m\  broki  n  heart ; 

In  war,  m\  pi  ace ;  in  I"--,  mj  Lain  ; 
M\  smile  beneath  the  tj  rant's  frown  ; 

In  shame,  mj   glory  and  my  crown  ;  — 

4  In  want,  my  plentiful  supply ; 

In  weakness,  my  almighty  power; 
In  bonds,  my  perfect  liberty  ; 

My  light,  in  Satan's  darkest  hour; 
In  grief,  my  joy  unspeakable  ; 
My  life  in  death,  my  all  in  all. 

•2'2.~>.  S.   M.  Wi  lutr'i  Col. 

fiov  (finistfnn  ^rfnctylrs. 

1   M\  <  rod,  my  Strength,  my  I  [ope, 

( )n  thee  i  cart  my  care, 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 

\nd  know  thou  hear'sl  my  prayer. 
( rive  me  on  thee  to  wah, 

Till  1  can  all  things  d.< — 
( hi  thee,  almight) 

Almighty  lo  n 


AND   AFFECTIONS.  225 

I  want  a  sober  mind, 

A  self-renouncing  will, 
That  tramples  down,  and  casts  behind, 

The  baits  of  pleasing  ill ; 
A  soul  inured  to  pain, 

To  hardship,  grief,  and  loss, 
Bold  to  take  up,  firm  to  sustain, 

The  consecrated  cross. 

I  want  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick,  discerning  £ye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 

And  sees  the  tempter  fly  ; 
A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 
Rorever  standing  on  its  guard, 

And  watching  unto  prayer. 

I  want  a  true  regard, 

A  single,  steady  aim, 
Unmoved  by  threatening  or  reward, 

To  thee  and  thy  great  name  ; 
A  zealous,  just  concern 

For  thine  immortal  praise  ; 
A  pure  desire  that  all  may  learn 

And  glorify  thy  grace. 

I  rest  upon  thy  word  ; 

The  promise  is  for  me  ; 
My  succor  and  salvation,  Lord, 

Shall  surely  come  from  thee  : 
But  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 
Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 

Into  thy  perfect  love. 

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226,  227  M.VOUT    ASPIRATIONS 

22(>.  C.     M.  (       WPKR. 

-Scrhfnrj  BlBIurailCC  of  Cartoon. 

1  The  Lord  will  happiness  divine 

On  contrite  hearts  bestow  : 

Then  tell  me.  |  rod,  is  mine 

A  contrite  heart,  or  no  ? 

2  I  hear,  hut  seem  to  heal  in  vain 

Insensible  as  steel  : 

ll'  BUghl  is  Toll,  'tis  only  pain 
To  find  I  cannot  feel. 

3  My  best  desires  an-  taint  and  feWj 

I  fain  would  strive  Cor  more, 
But,  when  I  cry,  "  My  strength  renew," 
Seem  weaker  than  before. 

4  I  see  thy  saints  with  comfort  tilled, 

When  in  thy  bouse  of  prayer ; 
But  still  in  bondage  l  am  held. 
And  find  no  comfort  there. 

5  O,  make  this  heart  rejoice  or  ache; 

Decide  this  doubl  for  me  ; 

And  if  it  he  not  broken,  break  ; 

And  heal  it  if  it  he. 

M7«  L.    >I.  \V»m. 

Attftfflg  JJovQitirnrss.     l's.  li. 
1    O  THOU  that  hear'sl  wlcn  timers  cry, 

igh  all  my  crimes  before  thee  lie, 
Behold  them  not  w  ith  angry  look, 
But  blot  then-  memory  from  thv  book. 


AXD    AFFECTIONS.  228 

2  A  broken  heart,  my  God,  my  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  I  bring ; 

The  God  of  grace  will  ne'er  despise 
A  broken  heart  for  sacrifice. 

3  Create  my  nature  pure  within, 
And  form  my  soul  averse  to  sin ; 
Let  thy  good  Spirit  ne'er  depart, 
Nor  hide  thy  presence  from  my  heart. 

4  I  cannot  live  without  thy  light, 

Cast  out  and  banished  from  thy  sight : 
Thine  holy  joys,  my  God,  restore, 
And  guard  me,  that  I  fall  no  more. 

228.  c.  M.  Doddridge. 

<Salbatfoix  onI»  in  ©fotr. 

1  How  long  shall  dreams  of  creature-bliss 

Our  flattering  hopes  employ, 
And  mock  our  fond,  deluded  eyes 
With  visionary  joy  ? 

2  Why  from  the  mountains  and  the  hills 

Is  our  salvation  sought, 
While  our  eternal  Rock  's  forsook, 
And  Israel's  God  forgot  ? 

3  The  living  spring  neglected  flows 

Full  in  our  daily  view ; 
Yet  we,  with  anxious,  fruitless  toil, 
Our  broken  cisterns  hew. 

4  These  fatal  errors,  gracious  God, 

With  gentle  pity  see  ; 
To  thee  our  roving  eyes  direct, 
And  fix  our  hearts  on  thee. 

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229  DEVOUT    ASPIRATI' 

229.  7s  M.  Weslktaw. 

HonQt'nfl  to  lobe  (Gotr. 

1  Lord,  my  God,  I  long  to  know, — 

Oft  it  causes  anxious  thought, — 
Do  1  love  thee,  Lord,  or  no  .; 
Am  i  thine,  or  am  I  not  ? 

2  Could  my  heart  so  hard  remain, 

Prayer  a  task  and  burden  prove, 
Any  duty  give  me  pain, 
It'  I  knew  a  Savior's  love  .; 

3  When  1  turn  mine  eyes  within, 

O,  how  dark,  and  vain,  and  wild  ! 
Prone  to  unbelief  and  sin. 

Can  I  deem  myself  thy  child  ? 

4  Yet  I  mourn  my  stubborn  will, 

Fiftd  m\  sin  a  grief  and  thrall  : 
Should  I  grieve  for  whal  1  feel, 
It'  1  did  not  love  at  all  ? 

5  Could  I  1mv«>  thy  saints  to  meet, 

Choose  the  ways  1  once  abhorred, 
Find  at  times  the  promise  -< 

It'     I    did    U(.t    lo\e    thee.    I  ,,  ,rd   ? 

ti  Savior,  let  me  love  fliee  more, 
It'  1  Love  at  all.  I  pi 

If  1  have  n«»t  loved  before, 

Help  mo  to  begin  to-day. 

17-2 


AND    AFFECTIONS.  230,  231 


230.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
Cleanse  tljou  me  from  secret  JFaitlts. 

1  Searcher  of  hearts,  before  thy  face 

I  all  my  soul  display, 
And,  conscious  of  its  innate  arts, 
Entreat  thy  strict  survey. 

2  If,  lurking  in  its  inmost  folds, 

I  any  sin  conceal, 
O,  let  a  ray  of  light  divine 
The  secret  guile  reveal ! 

3  If,  tinctured  with  that  odious  gall, 

Unknowing  I  remain, 
Let  grace,  like  a  pure  silver  stream, 
Wash  out  the  hateful  stain. 

4  If,  in  these  fatal  fetters  bound, 

A  wretched  slave  I  lie, 
Smite  off  my  chains,  and  wake  my  soul 
To  light  and  liberty. 

5  To  humble  penitence  and  prayer 

Be  gentle  pity  given  ; 
Speak  ample  pardon  to  my  heart, 
And  seal  its  claim  to  heaven. 

231.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
&!)e  Voice  of  tribute  $artron. 

1  My  Father,  let  me  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  words  of  peace, 
And  all  my  warmest  powers  shall  join 
To  celebrate  the  grace. 

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232  M.VOUT    ASPIRATIo 

2  With  gentle  smile,  call  me  thy  child, 

And  speak  my  sins  forgiven  : 
The  accents  mild  shall  charm  mine  ear, 
All  like  the  harps  of  heaven. 

3  Cheerful  where'er  thy  hand  shall  lead, 

The  darkest  path  I'll  tread  ; 
Cheerful,  Til  quil  these  mortal  shores, 
And  mingle  with  the  dead. 

4  When  dreadful  guilt  is  done  away. 

No  other  fears  we  know  : 
Thai  hand  wnlch  scatters  pardons  down, 
Shall  crowns  of  life  bestow. 


232.  c.  M.  Wm-ts. 

jFrrcDom  from  &fa  nut)  fHfscrn  fn  ?l}cabni. 

1  Our  sins,  alas  '  how  strong  they  be  ! 

And,  like  ;i  violent 
They  break  our  duty,  Lord,  to  thee, 
And  hurry  us  awa\ . 

2  The  waves  of  trouble,  how  they  rise! 

Mow  loud  'he  tempests  roar ! 

But  death  shall  land  our  weary  souls 
Safe  on  the  heavenly  shore. 

3  There,  to  fulfil  his  Bweet  commands, 

( )ur  speedy  feet  shall  m 
No  sin  shall  clog  our  winged  zeal, 
Or  cool  our  burning  love. 

4  There  shall  we  sit,  and  sing,  and  tell 

The  wonder-  of  h 

Till  heavenly  raptures  tire  our  hearts. 
And  smile  in  •  v<  ry  I 

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AND   AFFECTIONS.  233 

233.  c.  M.  Montgomery. 

fctfijat  is  tracer  i 

1  Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 

Uttered  or  unexpressed, 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try, 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
The  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways  ; 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "  Behold,  he  prays  ! " 

€  In  prayer,  on  earth,  the  saints  are  one ; 
They're  one  in  word  and  mind ; 
When  with  the  Father  and  the  Son 
Sweet  fellowship  they  find. 

7  O  thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 
The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod ; 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  ! 

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LIFE,   DEATH,   AND    FUTURITY 


234.  L.    >1.  J.  Taylor. 

tTnic  ftniQtt)  of  lli'fr. 

1  Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain, 

Or  clouds  that  roll  successive  on, 
Man's  busy  generations  |>ass; 

And  while  we  gaze,  their  forms  are  gone. 

2  "  He  lived,  —  he  died  ;M  behold  the  mud, 

The  abstract,  ofth1  historian's  p. 
Alike,  in  ( rod's  all-seeing  eye, 

The  infant's  day.  the  patriarch's  age. 

3  O  Father,  in  whose  mighty  hand 

The  boundless  years  and  ages  lie, 
Teach  us  thy  boon  of  life  to  prize. 

And  use  the  moments  as  they  fly;  — 

\  To  crowd  the  narrow  span  of  life 
With  wise  designs  and  virtuous  d<  • 
So  shall  we  wake  from  death's  dark  night. 
To  share  the  glory  that 

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LIFE,    DEATH,   AND    FUTURITY.      235,236 


235.  C.  M.  H.  K.  White. 

Sourneinng  t&rouQl)  ZDcati)  to  3Llic. 

1  Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  path, 

Amid  the  deepening  gloom, 
We,  soldiers  of  a  heavenly  King, 
Are  marching  to  the  tomb. 

2  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more, 

And  all  our  powers  decay, 
Our  cold  remains  in  solitude 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

3  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  our  last  retreat, 
Unheeded,  o'er  our  silent  dust 
The  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 

4  Yet  not  thus  lifeless,  thus  inane, 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie ; 
For  o'er  life's  wreck  that  spark^shall  rise, 
To  seek  its  kindred  sky. 

236.  C.  M.  Watts. 
jFratl  2Ltfe  airti  succeeding  Hternftj. 

1  Thee  we  adore,  Eternal  Name, 

And  humbly  own  to  thee 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  are  we. 

2  Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still, 

As  months  and  days  increase  ; 
And  every  beating  pulse  we  tell 
Leaves  but  the  number  less. 


237  LIFE,     MATH,     AM)    FUTURITY. 

3  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  Grit  it  gave  ; 

Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 

We're  travelling  to  the  grave. 

4  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground, 

To  push  ns  to  Ihe  tomb ; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Waken,  0  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road  j 

And,  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  (iod  ! 


237.  llsM.  Episcopal  Col. 

£  tooulti  not  Wot  niton  p. 

1  I  would  not  live  alway  ;   I  ask  not  to  Stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rise-  dark  o'er  the  way: 

I  would  not  live  alway  ;   no — welcome  the  tomb  ; 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  doom. 

2  Who.  who  would  live  alway,  away  from  his  <  Iod, 
Away  from  yon  heaveu,  that  blissful  abode, 

Where  the  rivers  of  pleasure  (low  o'er  the  bright 

plains. 

And  the  noontide  ..f -lory  eternally  reigns'/  — 

8  Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  dm 
Their  Savior  and  brethren  transported  to  greet, 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  I  iord  is  the  life  of  the  soul ! 


LIFE,    DEATH,    AND    FUTURITY.      238,239 

•^£>c$»  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

££'rq)fnfl  SertJ*£nnc,  Joyful  ?i?arbcst.    Ps.  cxxvi. 

1  The  darkened  sky,  how  thick  it  lowers, 
Troubled  with  storms,  and  big  with  showers ! 
No  cheerful  gleam  of  light  appears, 

But  Nature  pours  forth  all  her  tears. 

2  Yet  let  the  sons  of  grace  revive  ; 
God  bids  the  soul  that  seeks  him  live, 
And  from  the  gloomiest  shade  of  night 
Calls  forth  a  morning  of  delight. 

3  The  seeds  of  ecstasy  unknown 

Are  in  these  watered  furrows  sown  : 

See  the  green  blades,  how  thick  they  rise, 

And  with  fresh  verdure  bless  our  eyes ! 

4  In  secret  foldings  they  contain 
Unnumbered  ears  of  golden  grain  ; 
And  heaven  shall  pour  its  beams  around, 
Till  the  ripe  harvest  load  the  ground. 

5  Then  shall  the  trembling  mourner  come, 
And  bind  his  sheaves,  and  bear  them  home ; 
The  voice  long  broke  with  sighs  shall  sing, 
Till  heaven  with  hallelujahs  ring. 

239.  L.  m.  Logan. 

£I)e  Ctjrtstian  summoned  to  depart. 

1  The  hour  of  my  departure  's  come  ; 
I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home  : 
At  last,  O  Lord,  let  trouble  cease, 
And  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

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240  LfPB,    DEATH,    AND    FUTURITY. 

2  The  race  appointed  1  have  run  ; 

The  combat  V  o'er,  the  prize  is  won;' 
Ami  now  my  \\ itness  is  on  high, 
And  now  my  record  *s  in  the  sky. 

3  I  leave  the  world  without  a  tear, 
Save  for  the  friends  I  h<M  so  dear* 
To  heal  their  :end, 
And  to  the  friendless  prove  ;i  Friend. 

4  T  come,  I  come  :  at  thy  command, 
I  hy  hand  : 
Stretch  forth  thine  everlasting  nrms, 
And  shield  me  in  the  last  alarms, 

5  The  hour  of  my  departure  's  come; 

I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home: 
Now.  ( I  my  God,  let  trouble  cease, 
.\<>w  lei  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

240.  L.   M.        Mas.  Barbauld. 

Clir  iUfllitcous  lilcfj^rti  in  Death. 

1  I  low  blesl  the  righteous  when  ho  dies! 

W  hen  sinks  a  weary  BOul  to 
I  [ow  mildly  beam  the  closing  i 

How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  awa\  . 

So  -inks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er, 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm,  which  life  nor  death  destroys; 
NothiiiL:  disturbs  that  peace  profound, 
W  hich  his  uir  ll  enjoys. 


LIFE,    DEATH,    AND    FUTURITY.      241,242 

Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 
Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell ! 

How  bright  th'  unchanging  morn  appears ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell! 

Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 
Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies, 

While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
"  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies ! " 

241.  c.   M.  Doddridge. 
Ct)e  V&av  to  Cfoti  t^rouoj  33eatt). 

1  O,  lead  me  to  that  happy  path 

Where  I  my  God  may  meet, 
Though  hosts  of  foes  begird  it  round, 
Though  briers  wound  my  feet. 

2  I  ask  not  Enoch's  rapturous  flight 

To  realms  of  heavenly  day, 
Nor  seek  Elijah's  fiery  steeds 
To  bear  this  flesh  away. 

3  Joyful  my  spirit  will  consent 

To  drop  its  mortal  load, 
And  hail  the  sharpest  pangs  of  death 
That  break  its  way  to  God. 

242.  C.  31.  Bishop  Hf.ber. 

JV81t'S  fHortalftj. 

1  Beneath  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 
Is  equal  warning  given  ; 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, 
Above  us  is  the  heaven. 

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243  LIFE,    DEATH.    AND    FUTURITY. 

2  Their  names  are  graven  on  the  stone, 

Their  bones  are  in  the  clay  ; 
And  ere  another  day  is  done, 
Ourselves  may  be  as  they. 

3  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze? 

He  lurks  in  every  tlov. 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 

Its  peril  every  hour. 

4  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 

Of  youth's  sofl  cheek  decaj  . 
And  fate  descend  in  sudden  night 
On  manhood's  middle  day  ;  — 

5  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 

Halt  feehly  towards  the  tomb;  — 

And  vet  shall  earth  our  hearts  engage, 
And  dreams  of  days  to  come  .; 

6  Turn,  mortal,  turn  :   thy  danger  know  ; 

Where'er  thy  loot  can  tread, 
The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 

And  warns  thee  of  her  dead  ! 


'2-1  '5.  7s   M.  Popj 

CThr  timnQ  (flivfstfflii  to  lifs  Soul. 

1   Vital  spark  of  heavenly  Same, 
Quit,  ( )  quit  this  mortal  frame  ! 
Trembling,  hoping,  lingering,  Hying, 
( )  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 

rod  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life, 

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LIFE,    DEATH,    AND    FUTURITY.  244 

2  Hark  !  they  whisper !  angels  say, 
"  Sister  spirit,  come  away." 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite, 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight, 
Drowns  my  spirit,  draws  my  breath  ? 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ? 

3  The  world  recedes  ;  it  disappears  ; 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes ;  my  ears 

With  sounds  seraphic  ring. 
Lend,  lend  your  wings  !  I  mount,  I  fly ! 
O  grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ? 

O  death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 

244.  L.   M.  Doddridge. 

C!)e  ££Jfstioni  of  retrecmfng  £ime. 

L  God  of  eternity,  from  thee 

Did  infant  Time  his  being  draw ; 
Moments  and  days,  and  months  and  years, 
Revolve  by  thine  unvaried  law. 

I  Silent  and  swift  they  glide  away  ; 

Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows, 
Lost  in  eternity's  wide  sea, 

The  boundless  gulf  from  which  it  rose. 

1  With  it  the  thoughtless  sons  of  men 
Before  the  rapid  stream  are  borne 
On  to  their  everlasting  home, 

W  hence  not  one  soul  can  e'er  return. 

i  Yet  while  the  shore  on  either  side 
Presents  a  gaudy,  flattering  show, 
We  gaze,  in  fond  amusement  lost, 
Nor  think  to  what  a  world  we  go. 

183 


245, 246     lii'k,   ni:.\m,  and  futurity. 

5  Great  Source  of  wisdom,  teach  our  hearts 
To  know  the  price  of  every  hour, 
Thai  time  may  hoar  ns  on  to  joya 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  power. 

245.  c.  M.  Wati^ 

231csscTj  hit  ti)r  Dcnti  toijo  Wc  fn  tl)c  2LortJ. 

1  Hear  what  the  voire  from  heaven  proclaims 

For  all  the  pious  dead  : 
Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 

2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  bl< 

I  low  kind  their  slumbers  are  ! 
From  sufferings  and  from  sins  released, 
And  freed  from  ever)  snore. 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 

They're  present  with  the  Lord; 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large,  reward. 

246.  L.    M.  Bissto   IIeber. 
(Ttn-fst  comfno  to  Jufijunrnt. 

1  The  Lord  will  come;  the  earth  shall  quake; 
The  hills  their  axed  seal  forsake; 

And,  withering,  from  the  vault  of  night, 
The  Stars  withdraw  their  feeble  light 

2  The  L«-rd  will  come;  bul  not  the  same 
As  once  in  lowly  form  he  came, 

A  silmt  Lamb  to  slaughter  led, 

The  bruised,  the  suffering,  and  the  dead. 


LIFE,    DEATH,    AND    FUTURITY.  247 

The  Lord  will  come  —  a  dreadful  form, 
With  wreath  of  flame  and  robe  of  storm, 
On  cherub  wings,  and  wings  of  wind  — 
Anointed  Judge  of  human  kind. 

Can  this  be  He  who  wont  to  stray 

A  pilgrim  on  the  world's  highway, 

By  power  oppressed,  and  mocked  by  pride  ? 

O  God,  is  this  the  Crucified  ? 

Go,  tyrants,  to  the  rocks  complain ; 
Go,  seek  the  mountain's  cleft  in  vain  ; 
But  faith,  victorious  o'er  the  tomb, 
Shall  sing  for  joy,  "  The  Lord  is  come." 

247.  C.  M.  Watts. 

£f)c  ^romfsetr  ILatitJ. 

1  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-withering  flowers  ; 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields,  beyond  the  swelling  flood, 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green : 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
WThile  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea, 
And  linger,  shivering,  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

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^,249      LIFE,    DEATH,    AND    FUTURITY. 

5  (),  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise, 
Ami  Bee  the  Canaan,  tjhal  we  love. 
With  unbeclouded  eyes, — 

6  Could  we  but  climb  when-  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er, — 
Not  .Ionian's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

248.  C.    M.  Watts. 

(Tt)r  ?i>opr  of  pgeabm  a  Sujqwrt  unScr  Cvfals. 

I   w  iir.N  I  can  read  my  tide  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  sk  •    . 

I  hid  farewell  t<>  every  fi 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 
May  I  hut  safely  reach  my  homo. 
My  God,  in)  heaven,  my  all ! 

3  There  shall  I  bathe  my  wearv  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest. 

And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast 

249.  I.     m     a.  $  Christian 


$  Cur/ 

(    I  -  \  i 


mi*  i 


JForrtastr  of  ?i}rnl>rn. 
1  What  must  it  ho  a,  dwell  above, 

\t  GWd'i  right  hand,  where  Jeans  p-iluis. 
Since  the  suet  earnest  of  nis  l<>\e 

1  Perwhelma  us  on  these  earthl)  pfa 
No  hear]  can  think,  no  tongue  explain., 
What  bliss  il  i-  with  Christ  to  reign 


LIFE,    DEATH,    AND    FUTURITY.  250 

I  When  sin  no  more  obstructs  our  sight, 

When  sorrow  pains  our  hearts  no  more, 
How  shall  we  view  the  Prince  of  Light, 

And  all  his  works  of  grace  explore  ! 
What  heights  and  depths  of  love  divine 
Will  there  through  endless  ages  shine  ! 
I  This  is  the  heaven  I  long  to  know ; 

For  this,  with  patience,  I  would  wait, 
Till,  weaned  from  earth  and  all  below, 

1  mount  to  my  celestial  seat, 
And  wave  my  palm,  and  wear  my  crown, 
And  with  the  elders,  cast  them  down. 

250.  C.  P.   M.  C.  Wesley. 

3&eum"on  of  JrrfnrtJs  in  ?ijcabcn. 

1  If  death  my  friend  and  me  divide, 
Thou  dost  not,  Lord,  my  sorrow  chide, 

Or  frown  my  tears  to  see  : 
Restrained  from  passionate  excess, 
Thou  bidd'st  me  mourn,  in  calm  distress, 

For  them  that  rest  in  thee. 

2  I  feel  a  strong,  immortal  hope, 
Which  bears  my  mournful  spirit  up, 

Beneath  its  mountain  load  : 
Redeemed  from  death,  and  grief,  and  pain, 
I  soon  shall  find  my  friend  again, 

Within  the  arms  of  God. 

3  Pass  a  few  fleeting  moments  more, 
And  death  the  blessing  shall  restore, 

Which  death  hath  snatched  away ; 
For  me  thou  wilt  the  summons  send, 
And  give  me  back  my  parted  friend, 

In  that  eternal  day. 


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251  LIFE,    DEATH,    AND    FUTURITY. 

251*  S.    M.  Montgomery. 

ffitjc  XfSHes  of  2Lt'fr  nnU  Dcatt). 

1  O,  where  shall  rest  be  found,  — 

Resl  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
Twere  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 

2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  ; 
'Tis  not  the  whole  ofiife  to  live. 

Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

8  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 
There  is  a  Life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years ; 
And  all  that  life  is  love. 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath  ; 
O,  what  appalling  horrors  hang 
Around  the  •■  second  death  "  ! 

5  Lord  (lod  of  truth  and  u;race, 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 

Lest  we  be  banish*  d  from  thy  face, 
\nd  utterly  undone. 

6  Hen-  would  we  ond  our  quest  ; 

Alone  are  found  in  thee 
Th-'  life  of  perfect  love,  the 

Of  immortality. 


LIFE,    DEATH.    AND    FUTURITY.  252 


Christian 
Psalmist. 


252.  c.  M. 

<Ti)c  Jcabcnh)  Jerusalem. 

1  Jerusalem  !  my  happy  home  ! 

Name  ever  dear  to  me  ! 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee  ? 

2  When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walls 

And  pearly  gates  behold  ? 
Thy  bulwarks  with  salvation  strong, 
And  streets  of  shining  gold  ? 

3  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know : 
Blest  seats !  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

4  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe  ? 

Or  feel  at  death  dismay  ? 
I've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there, 

Around  my  Savior  stand  ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

6  Jerusalem  !  my  happy  home  ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee  ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

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253  LIFE,    DEATH,    AND    FUTURITY. 

253.  c.    I».    >I.  C.  Weslkt. 

Contrmplntron  of  .DuTJQmcnt. 

1  O  God,  niiii*'  inmost  soul  convert, 
And  deeplj  on  my  thoughtful  heart 

Eternal  things  impn 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  weight, 
And  tremble  on  the  brink  of 

And  wake  to  righteousness. 

2  Before  me  place,  in  dread  array, 
The  pomp  of  thai  tremendous  day, 

When  thou  with  clouds  shalt  come 
To  judge  the  nations  at  thy  bar  : 
And  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  1  be  there 

To  meet  a  joyful  doom  ? 

3  Be  this  my  oar  greal  business  here, — 
With  serious  industry  and  far. 

Eternal  bliss  t1  insure  ; 

Thine  almost  counsel  to  fulfil, 

And  suffer  all  thy  righteous  will, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 

4  Then,  Father,  then  my  soul  re© 
Transported  from  this  vale  to  live 

And  reign  with  thee  ab 
Where  faith  issweetl)  lost  in  Bight, 
And  hope  in  full,  supreme  delight, 

And  everlasting  love. 


LIFE,    DEATH,    AND    FUTURITY.    254,  255. 

254.  c.  M.  Butcher. 

£J)e  Hfj$t  of  Hternftj. 

1  "  Stand  still,  refulgent  orb  of  day  !  " 

The  Jewish  victor  cries  : 
So  shall  at  last  an  angel  say, 
And  tear  it  from  the  skies. 

2  A  flame  intenser  than  the  sun 

Shall  melt  his  golden  urn ; 
Time's  empty  glass  no  more  shall  run, 
Nor  human  years  return. 

3  Then,  with  immortal  splendor  bright, 

That  glorious  orb  shall  rise, 
Which  through  eternity  shall  light 
The  new-created  skies. 

4  On  the  bright  ranks  of  happy  souls 

Those  blissful  beams  shall  shine, 
While  the  loud  song  of  triumph  rolls, 
In  harmony  divine. 

5  0,  let  not  sordid,  base  desire, 

^  The  soul's  dark,  rayless  night, 
Unfit  us  for  heaven's  sacred  choir, 
Or  God's  eternal  light ! 

255.  7s  M.  BlSHOP  Heber, 

£i)e  Hast  JuTjjjment. 

1  In  the  sun,  and  moon,  and  stars, 

Signs  and  wonders  there  shall  be  ; 
Earth  shall  quake  with  inward  wars, 
Nations  with  perplexity. 

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255  LIFE,    DBA!  H,    A.PJD    I  nrRiTY. 

2  Soon  shall  ocean's  hoary  deep, 

Tossed  with  strimger  tempests,  rise, 
Darker  storms  the  mountain  sweep, 
Redder  lightning  rend  the  Bkies. 

3  Evil  thoughts  shali  shake  the  proud, 

Racking  doubt,  and  restless  fear j 
And  amid  the  thunder-cloud 

Shall  the  Judge  <>f  men  appear. 

4  But  though  from  that  awful  lace 

Heaven  shall  lade  and  earth  shall  fly. 
Fear  not  ye,  his  chosen  race  ; 
Your  redemption  draweth  nigh. 

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256.  C.  M.  Montgomery. 

looming  JJ^gmn. 

1  What  secret  hand,  at  morning  light, 

Softly  unseals  mine  eye, 
Draws  back  the  curtain  of  the  night, 
And  opens  earth  and  sky  ? 

2  'Tis  thine,  my  God — the  same  that  kept 

My  resting  hours  from  harm  ; 
No  ill  came  nigh  me,  for  I  slept 
Beneath  th'  Almighty's  arm. 

3  'Tis  thine  my  daily  bread  that  brings, 

Like  manna  scattered  round, 
And  clothes  me  as  the  lily  springs 
In  beauty  from  the  ground. 

4  In  death's  dark  valley  though  I  stray, 

'Twould  there  my  steps  attend, 
Guide  with  the  staff  my  lonely  way, 
And  with  the  rod  defend. 

5  May  that  sure  hand  uphold  me  still 

Through  life's  uncertain  race, 
To  bring  me  to  thine  holy  hill, 
And  to  thy  dwelling-place ! 

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257.  l.  M.  Bishop  Kenn. 

fHornfnfl. 

1  Awake,  my  bouI,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  Btage  of  duty  run  : 
Shake  off* dull  sloth,  .-iikI  joj  i'ul  I, 
To  nav  fhv  moraine  sacrifice. 

"•2  Thy  precious  time,  misspent,  redeem; 
Each  present  day  thy  last  esteem  ; 
Improve  thy  talent  with  due  care  ; 
For  the  great  day  thyself  prepare. 

3  In  conversation  be  Bincere  : 

Keep  conscience,  as  the  noontide,  clear; 
Think  how  th*  all-seeing  God  thy  ways 
And  all  thy  secret  thoughts  surreys; 

4  Lord,  I  my  vows  to  thee  renew  ; 
Scatter  my  sins  like  morning  dew  ; 
Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  till. 

5  Direct,  control,  Buggest,  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  Bay, 

That  all  toy  powers,  with  all  their  might, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

fttorntnfl  or  Staring  2i}i>mn. 

1   When,  streaming  from  the  •  astern 
The  morning  light  saluti  - 
0>  ne, 

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Chase  the  dark  clouds  of  sin  away, 
And  turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  As  every  day,  thy  mercy  spares, 
Will  bring  its  trials  or  its  cares, 
O  Father,  till  my  life  shall  end, 

Be  thou  my  Counsellor  and  Friend  ; 
Teach  me  thy  statutes  all  divine, 
And  let  thy  will  be  always  mine. 

3  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labors  close, 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose, 

With  pardoning  mercy,  richly  blest, 
Guard  me,  my  Father,  while  I  rest ; 
And  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 
O,  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies ! 

4  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun, — 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labors  done,  — 
Father,  thine  heavenly  radiance  shed, 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed ; 
And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise, 
To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  praise. 

%0*j»  L.  M.  Hawkesworth. 

fHornfng  JBrtmn. 

1  In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 

I  safely  passed  the  silent  night ; 
Again  I  see  the  breaking  shade  ; 
I  drink  again  the  morning  light. 

2  New-born,  I  bless  the  waking  hour, 

Once  more,  with  awe,  rejoice  to  be ; 
My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  power, 
And  springs,  my  guardian  God,  to  thee. 

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3  O,  guide  me  through  the  various  maze 
My  doubtful  feci  are  doomed  to  tread, 
And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaze 
Where  dangers  press  around  my  head. 

1  A  deeper  shade  shall  soon  impend, 
A  deeper  sleep  my  eyes  oppi 
Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend, 

Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  b 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away, 

That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  my  eyes ; 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day  : 

Thy  love,  the  rapture  of  the  skies. 

260.  7S    >i.  Boukin,, 

fttornfnfl  ov  Hbcufng  ?!}iimn. 

1  Father,  thy  paternal  dare 

Has  my  guardian  been,  my  Lruide  ; 
Every  hallowed  wish  and  prayer 

I  las  thy  hand  of  love  BUpphed  : 

Thine  is  \\cv\  thought  of  bliss, 

i>\  hours  and  days  gone  by ; 
Every  hope  thy  offspring 
BcamiiiLr  from  futurity. 

'^  Every  sun  of  splendid  rat)  : 

Every  moon  'hat  Bhines  serene ; 
E  •  ;\  morn  that  welcomes  day  ; 

Every  evening's  twilight  scene  ; 
Every  hour  which  \\  isdom  br 

Every  incense  at  thy  shrine  ; 
These  — and  all  life's  holiesl  things, 

And  its  fairest  —  all  are  thine. 


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3  And  for  all,  my  hymns  shall  rise 

Daily  to  thy  gracious  throne  ; 
Thither  let  my  asking  eyes 

Turn  unwearied,  righteous  One ! 
Through  life's  strange  vicissitude, 

There  reposing  all  my  care, 
Trusting  still,  through  ill  and  good, 

Fixed,  and  cheered,  and  counselled  there. 


261.  JL.  M.  Keble. 

M  gftOic  tottf)  us,  for  ft  fs  totoarti  Bbetung." 
Luke  xxiv.  29. 

1  'Tis  gone,  that  bright  and  orbed  blaze, 
Fast  fading  from  our  wistful  gaze  ; 
Yon  mantling  cloud  has  hid  from  sight 
The  last,  faint  pulse  of  quivering  light. 

2  Sun  of  my  soul,  thou  Savior  dear, 
It  is  not  night,  if  thou  be  near ; 
O,  may  no  earth-born  cloud  arise 

To  hide  thee  from  thy  servant's  eyes ! 

3  When  the  soft  dews  of  kindly  sleep 
My  wearied  eyelids  gently  steep, 

Be  my  last  thought,  How  sweet  to  rest 
Forever  on  my  Savior's  breast ! 

4  Abide  with  me  from  morn  till  eve, 
For  without  thee  I  cannot  live  ; 
Abide  with  me  when  night  is  nigh, 
For  without  thee  I  dare  not  die. 

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*2(i'2.  L.   M.  Hisiinr   Kenn. 

Etocuinfl  JD.vmn. 

1  ( Ilobv  to  thee,  ray  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light  ; 
Keep  me,  0  keep  me,  Kin lt  of  kings, 
Under  thy  own  almighty  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  thrqugh  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ill  thai  I  this  day  have  done ; 

That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  mo  t«.  live,  thai  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  ;is  my  bed  ; 

To  die,  that  this  vile  body  may 
Rise  glorious  at  the  awful  day. 

4  (),  may  mj  soul  on  thee  repose  I 

And  ma}  sweel  Bleep  mine  eyelids  close! 
Sleep  that  may  me  more  vigorous  make 
To  serve  my  ( rod  when  l  awake. 

5  Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  Sow; 
Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  bel 

Praise  him,  ye  angels  round  his  thron 
Praise  ( Sod,  the  high  and  hoi)  ( I 

*2(>3.  S.    ML.  Doddridge. 

I BtftfVfl  RHwuttfOB. 

1    THE  BwifWecUning  day, 
I  |..u  last  its  moments  th  ! 
While  evening's  broad  and  gloomy  ritlle 
Gains  on  the  western  si 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  264 

2  Ye  mortals,  mark  its  pace, 

And  use  the  hours  of  light ; 
And  know,  your  Maker  can  command 
An  instantaneous  night. 

3  His  word  blots  out  the  sun 

In  its  meridian  blaze, 
And  cuts  from  smiling,  vigorous  youth 
The  remnant  of  its  days. 

4  On  the  dark  mountain's  brow 

Your  feet  shall  quickly  slide  ; 
And  from  its  airy  summit  dash 
Your  momentary  pride. 

5  Give  glory  to  the  Lord, 

Who  rules  the  rolling  sphere  ; 
Submissive  at  his  footstool  bow, 
And  seek  salvation  there. 

6  Then  shall  new  lustre  break 

Through  horror's  darkest  gloom, 
And  lead  you  to  unchanging  light 
In  a  celestial  home. 

264.  S.   M.  Anonymous. 

Hbeixftig  %})jmn. 

1  The  day  is  past  and  gone  ; 

The  evening  shades  appear  ; 
O,  may  we  all  remember  well 
The  night  of  death  draws  near  ! 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest ; 
So  death  shall  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  is  here  possessed. 

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265,266     OCCASIONAL    A.ND    MISCELLANEOUS. 

3   Lord,  kri'p  us  Bafe  this  night, 

Secure  from  all  our  feara  ; 
May  angels  guard  us,  while  we  sleep, 
Till  morning  light  appears  ! 


Psnlm   rxli.   2. 

1  Softly  now  the  light  of  day 
Fades  upon  my  sight  awaj  ; 
Free  from  care,  from  lahor  f 

Lord,  I  would  commune  with  thee. 

2  Thou,  whose  all-pervading 

Nought  escapes,  without,  within. 
Pardon  each  infirmity, 
Open  fault  and  secret  sin. 

3  Soon,  for  me,  the  light  of  da) 
Shall  forever  pass  away  : 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  me,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 

•2(>(>.  c.  M.  Bowmm. 

Nature's  Stoning  ?i)»mn. 

1  The  heavenly  spheres  to  thee",  1 1 < iod, 
ie  their  evening  hymn  ; 
AJl-wise,  all-holy,  thou  art  pi 
In  sons  of  seraphim  ; 

L  iimiii.  in-.  SUnS,  and  wurlds, 

Unite  to  worship  thee, 
While  thj  ma  •  •  fills 

Space,  time,  eternity. 


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!  Nature,  — a  temple  worthy  thee, 

That  beams  with  light  and  love; 
Whose  flowers  so  sweetly  bloom  below, 

Whose  stars  rejoice  above, 
Whose  altars  are  the  mountain  cliffs 

That  rise  along  the  shore, 
Whose  anthems  the  sublime  accord 

Of  storm  and  ocean  roar,  — 

Her  song  of  gratitude  is  sung 

By  spring's  awakening  hours  ; 
Her  summer  offers  at  thy  shrine 

Its  earliest,  loveliest  flowers  ; 
Her  autumn  brings  its  ripened  fruits, 

In  glorious  luxury  given  ; 
While  winter's  silver  heights  reflect 

Thy  Brightness  back  to  heaven. 

On  all  thou  smil'st ;  and  what  is  man 

Before  thy  presence,  God  ? 
A  breath  but  yesterday  inspired, 

To-morrow  but  a  clod. 
That  clod  shall  mingle  in  the  vale ; 

But,  kindled,  Lord,  by  thee, 
The  spirit  to  thy  arms  shall  spring, 

To  life,  to  liberty. 


267.  7s  M.  Spirit  of  the  Ps. 

fHornuijj  or  Hbmmp;  3£i?mn. 

1  They  who  on  the  Lord  rely, 
Safely  dwell,  though  danger  's  nigh ; 
Lo,  his  sheltering  wings  are  spread 
O'er  each  faithful  servant's  head  ! 

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2  Vain  temptation's  wily  snare; 
Christians  are  Jehovah's  care  ; 

Harmless  flics  the  shaft  by  day. 

( >r  in  darkness  w  ings  its  way. 

3  \\  hen  they  wake,  or  when  they  sleep, 
Angel  guards  their  vigils  keep  : 
Death  and  danger  may  he  near, — 
Faith  and  love  have  nought  to  fear. 

*68.  7*  >j.         am  u  m  Utmn 

librnfnfl  JDymn. 

1   Nature's  God,  all-ruling  Power, 

\\  ho,  ;!>_w;!'  i  xempl  from  change, 
Dost  for  each  successive  hour 

Its  diurnal  course  arrange, — 
Cheer  our  darkness  \\  ith  thy  light; 
Succor  us  th"  approaching  night; 
From  our  homos  all  perils  keep ; 
Nourish  us  with  wholesome  - 

2  Lord,  my  spirit  to  th)  care, 

Sleeping,  waking,  I  commend  ; 
Thou  can  tt  its  decays  repair, 
Thou  from  injury  defend  : 

<  rrant  me  life,  it  life  thou  will, 
Thy  commandments  to  fulfil  : 

<  >r,  if  death  be  th)  decree, 

( Jrani  me  such  as  leads  tothee. 

8  Living,  dead,  thy  succ 

( rranl  me,  Lord,  thy  saying  grace; 
Living,  still  with  thee  to  live, 
I>  ad,  that  I  may  Bee  thy  fai 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  269 

Evermore  with  thee  to  dwell, 
Evermore  thy  praise  to  tell, 
Singing  with  the  sons  of  light, 
"  Blessing,  honor,  glory,  might." 


■&*}<*.  \j.   M.  Ancient  Hymns. 

£ommmtiatori>  of  Cfjrfstfan  ©Infon. 

1  Blest  with  unearthly  bliss  were  they 
Who  saw  the  church's  infant  day, 
And  strove  their  Christian  part  to  bear, 
By  sign  and  spirit  joined  with  her. 

2  The  truth,  which  Christ's  apostles  taught, 
Then  ruled  each  faithful  convert's  thought ; 
Each  aimed  in  unity  to  keep 

Unrent  th'  apostles'  fellowship. 

3  The  bread,  with  rites  harmonious  broke, 
The  union  of  all  hearts  bespoke  ; 

And  prayer,  with  lips  united  prayed, 
The  union  of  all  minds  displayed. 

4  O  thus  that  Christians  still  would  live, 
And  thus  delightful  witness  give, 
How  well  the  debt  of  love  they  know, 
To  Christ  and  to  his  church  they  owe  ! 

5  Lord,  train  us  still  on  earth  to  join 
Thy  holy  church  in  acts  divine ; 
Till  we  a  closer  union  prove, 
Joined  to  thy  unseen  church  above. 

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270,271     OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS. 

<«#0.  c  >i.  Akcibvt  Hnura. 

(Thrfstfan  jFcllotos&fp. 

1  Pathbb  of  all,  from  whom  wc  trace 

( )ur  universal  kind, 
Teach  us  to  all  of  horaaji  race 
To  show  a  brother's  mind. 

2  Savior  of  men,  'twas  thine  the  pain 

( >f  death  for  all  to  bear  ; 
In  concord  all  thy  followers  train, 
Mee1  for  the  name  the)  aha 

3  Spirit  of  grace,  God's  chosen  fold, 

Who  lav'st  with  heavenly  dew , 
(  ».  granl  that  all  the  truth  that  hold 
May  peace  w  r,h  ali  ensue  ! 

4  O,  mighl  mankind  in  love  ;e_rr. 

Sons  of  one  parent  stock  ! 
But  chief  may  Christian  verity 
Connect  the  Christian  flock  ! 

5  May  truth  to  all  that  hear  its  sound 

A  bond  <»f  union  prove, 

And  fellowship  of  faith  he  crowned 
With  fellowship  of  love  I 
1 

271.  C.      M.  An.    II   •    I      IhMNS. 

(Tall  to  lodfcl  5  5*  or  strip. 

10,  .  and  let  th1  assembly  all 

T< .  serve  our  God  u 

And,  mindful  of  the  social  call. 
Partake  the  social  rite. 


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2  In  token  of  the  common  vow, 

Be  ours,  with  one  consent, 

The  worship  of  the  lowly  brow, 

And  knees  devoutly  bent ! 

3  But  chief,  inflamed  with  heavenly  fire, 

Devotion's  better  part, 
Be  ours,  instinct  with  one  desire, 
The  worship  of  the  heart ! 

4  Let  each,  let  all,  their  prayers  above 

In  one  oblation  blend, 
And  God,  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
On  all,  on  each  descend  ! 

^•~»  C.  M.  Ancient  Hymns. 

Social  Hunting  ££?ors|)fp. 

1  O,  'tis  a  scene  the  heart  to  move, 

When,  at  the  close  of  day, 
Whom  God  unites  in  Christian  love 
Unite  their  thanks  to  pay. 

2  What  though  the  number  be  but  small  ? 

Whenever  two  or  three 
Join  on  the  Savior's  name  to  call, 
There  in  the  midst  is  he. 

3  When  faithful  and  repentant  hearts 

His  heavenly  grace  ensue, 
His  grace,  entreated,  he  imparts 
To  many  or  to  few. 

4  O,  come,  then,  and,  with  joint  accord, 

In  social  worship  meet; 
And,  mindful  of  the  Savior's  word, 
The  Savior's  boon  entreat. 

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5  To  him,  with  whom  we  I « > 1 1  lt  to  dwell 

In  fellowship  entire, 
0,  let  our  tongues  our  wishes  tell, 
O,  let  our  hearts  aspire  ! 

6  To  him  whom  all  thai  Beek  shall  find, 

And  be  forever  blest, 

By  all  in  social  hands  combined 
Be  glory  joint  addressed. 

*7o.  ('.    M.  \s(ii\i    Hymns. 

(Tiir  $ay  of  sorfal  CJL'orstifp. 

1  How  good  and  pleasanl  is  the  sight, 

How  greal  the  bliss  the\  share, 
When  Christ's  assembled  llock  unite 

In  acts  of  social  prayer  ! 
God  thither,  with  paternal  care, 

I  lis  face  benignant  bends ; 
And  Jesus,  by  his  spirit   there. 

(  )n  faithful  hearts  descends. 

2  To  such,  by  hallowed  lips  expressed, 

1  lis  grace  confirms  Ins  word, 
\s  i  «ce  ( Jornelius1  house  it  Meet, 
Prom  holy  Peter  heard  : 

(  >u  prayer  and  praise,  in  faith  pre: 

1  lis  heavenly  dew  is  shed ; 
And  he  t<>  all.  who  come  prepared, 
1  dispenses  heavenlj  bread* 

'A  In  pure  devotion's  sacred  hours, 
I  tike  branches  of  one  vine, 

With  our  companions  loved  be  ours 
In  fellowship  to  join. 


OCCASIONAL    .A  AD    .MISCELLANEOUS.  274 

And  thou,  who  bidd'st  in  rites  divine 

Thy  church  united  meet, 
Lord,  by  thy  presence  be  it  thine 

Our  union  to  complete. 

4  To  God,  adored  in  ages  past, 

Enthroned  in  majesty, — 
To  God,  whose  worship  aye  shall  last 

Throughout  eternity,  — 
To  thee,  Great  God,  we  bend  the  knee, 

And  in  the  Holy  Ghost, 
Through  Christ,  all  glory  give  to  thee, 

With  all  thy  heavenly  host. 

274.  C.  M.  Ancient  Hymns. 

£t)e  Jop  of  soctal  Bebotfon. 

1  O,  it  is  joy  in  one  to  meet 

Whom  one  communion  blends, 
Council  to  hold  in  converse  sweet, 
And  talk  as  Christian  friends. 

2  'Tis  joy  to  think  the  angel  train, 

Who  'mid  heaven's  temple  shine, 
To  seek  our  earthly  temples  deign, 
And  in  our  anthems  join. 

3  But  chief  'tis  joy  to  think  that  He, 

To  whom  his  church  is  dear, 
Delights  her  gathered  flock  to  see, 
Her  joint  devotions  hear. 

4  Then  who  would  choose  to  walk  abroad, 

While  here  such  joys  are  given  ? 
"  This  is  indeed  the  house  of  God, 
And  this  the  gate  of  heaven  !  " 


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275  OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS. 

5  Who  may  refuse  the  proffered  grace, 

Nor  rue  with  conscious  thought  — 
"Full  sun-  it  was  the  Savior's  place, 
But,  ah  !  1  knew  it  not !  " 


275.  7s   ME.  Ancient  Hymns. 

Commrn&atovn  of  social  ££?orst)fp. 

1    Ever  sounds  with  holy  hymns 
Th''  abode  of  saints  on  high, 

Echoing  to  the  seraphim's 
Holy,  holy,  holy  cry  : 

Joining  thai  greal  psalm  of  praise, 

\\  e  our  humbler  \":<-<  -  raisjp. 

2  O'er  our  temple,  Lord  of  all, 

Thy  benignant  light  extend  ; 
Here  be  present  at  our  call  : 
J  [ere  thy  people's  vowa  attend  ; 

And  our  fainting  souls  imbue, 

I  ither,  with  thy  heavenly  d< 

3  Here  may  still  the  meek  request 

( >f  the  faithful  heart  obtain 
Foietaste  of  those  mansions  blest, 

Visions  !■  I  ain. 

Till,  from  bonds  corporeal  fi 
\\  .•  those  blissful  mansions  a 

1   Nnw  ho  t<>  tic  Kathor  <  1  * •  i * « - 
Homage,  as  at  all  times  rm 
Through  his  well-beloved  Son, 
Sharer  of  his  heavenly  seat, — 

II  Buck  ss  all  tii 

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OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.      276,277 

276.  C.  M.  Wesley's  Col. 
$ox  mutual  HMficatfon. 

1  Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Each  other's  cross  to  bear ; 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 

2  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up  ; 

Our  little  stock  improve  ; 
Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

3  Up  into  thee,  our  living  Head, 

Let  us  in  all  things  grow, 
Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed, 
And  spotless  here  below. 

4  Then,  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought, 

Receive  thy  ready  bride  ; 
Give  us  in  heaven  a  happy  lot 
With  all  the  sanctified. 

277.  7s  M.  Wesley's  Col, 
JFor  brotljcrlr?  2Lobe. 

1  God  of  love,  we  look  to  thee ; 
Let  us  in  thy  Son  agree  ; 
Show  to  us  the  Prince  of  Peace ; 
Bid  our  jars  forever  cease. 

2  By  thy  reconciling  love, 
Every  stumbling-block  remove : 
Each  to  each  unite,  endear ; 
Come,  and  spread  thv  banner  here. 

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3  Make  us  of  one  bearl  and  mind, 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind  ; 
Lowly,  meek,  in  thought  and  word, 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

4  Let  us  for  each  other  care  ; 
Kuril  the  other's  burden  bear  ; 

,      To  thy  church  the  pattern  give  ; 
Show  bow  true  believers  live. 

5  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abii 

All  the  depths  of  love  expn 
All  the  heights  of  hoik 

6  Let  us,  thru,  with  joy  remove 
To  the  family  ali«>\<- : 

On  the  wings  of  angels  fly  ; 
Show  how  true  believers  die. 


278.  "  C.    M.  Wesley's  Col. 

ffox  mutual  2Louc. 

1  Father,  united  by  thy  grace, 

Au«l  each  t<>  each  endeared, 
W'iih  confidence  we  Beek  thy  face, 
And  knou  our  prayer  is  beard. 

2  Still  In  us  own  (Mir  common  Lord, 

\nu  bear  his  easy  yoke  — 

threefold  cord, 
Which  never  can  !>-■  broke. 

3  Make  us  into  one  spirit  drink; 

Baptize  into  #j  name  ; 
\    .1  le1  us  always  kindly  think, 
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4  Touched  by  the  loadstone  of  thy  love, 

Let  all  our  hearts  agree, 
And  ever  toward  each  other  move, 
And  ever  move  toward  thee. 

5  To  thee  inseparably  joined, 

Let  all  our  spirits  cleave  ; 
O,  may  we  all  the  loving  mind 
That  was  in  Christ  receive  ! 

6  Grant  this,  and  then  from  all  below 

Insensibly  remove ; 
Our  souls  the  change  shall  scarcely  know, 
Made  perfect  first  in  love. 

279.  7s  M.  Wesleyan. 

<£all  to  social  SWorstnp. 

1  Come,  and  let  us  sweetly  join 
God  to  praise  in  hymns  divine  ; 
Giv<3  we  all,  with  one  accord, 
Glory  to  our  common  Lord ; 
Hands,  and  hearts,  and  voices  raise ; 
Sing  as  in  the  ancient  days ; 
Antedate  the  joys  above, 
Find  the  heaven  of  mutual  love. 

2  Savior,  we  thy  promise  claim  ; 
We  are  met  in  thy  great  name  ; 
In  the  midst  do  thou  appear ; 
Manifest  thy  presence  here  ; 
Sanctify  us,  Lord,  and  bless ; 
Breathe  thy  spirit,  give  thy  peace ; 
Thou  thyself  within  us  move  ; 
Make  this  hour  a  feast  of  love. 

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3  Make  us  all  in  thee  complete  ; 
.Make  us  all  lor  glory  meet  ; 
Meet  t'  appear  before  thy  sight, 
Partners  with  the  saints  in  light. 
Call,  ( )  call  us  each  l>\  name, 
To  the  marriage  of  the  Lamb  ; 
Let  us  lean  upon  thy  breasl  : 
Love  be  there  our  endless  feast ! 

280'  7M   >1.  Wkslf.vak 

(fail  to  secUd  Sl'orsWp. 

1  Let  us  join,  as  God  commands, 
Let  us  join  our  hearts  and  hands; 
Help  to  gain  our  calling's  hope; 

•    Help  to  build  each  otto  r  up  \ 
Carry  on  the  Christianas  atr 
Walk  in  holiness  of  life  ; 
Faithfully  our  gifts  improve 
For  the  sake  of  i  Inn  we  love  :  — 

2  Still  forgel  the  things  behind  ; 
Follow  Christ  in  heart  and  mind  ; 
Toward  the  mark  unwearied  prees; 
Seize  the  crown  of  righteousness. 
While  we  walk  with  God  in  light, 

<  rod  our  hearts  will  still  unfa  ; 
I  tearesl  fellowship  we  prove  — 
Fellowship  in  Jesus1  love. 

3  Still.  ( »  L«n-d,  our  faith  inert 

( 'Nans.'  from  all  unrighteousm 

Thee  th1  unholy  cannot  9 

Make,  I  »  make  Uf  meet  for  thee : 

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Every  vile  affection  kill ; 
Root  out  every  seed  of  ill ; 
Utterly  abolish  sin ; 
Write  thy  law  of  love  within. 

4  Hence  may  all  our  actions  flow, 
Love  the  proof  that  Christ  we  know  ; 
Mutual  love  the  token  be, 
Lord,  that  we  belong  to  thee  ; 
Love,  thine  image,  love  impart ; 
Stamp  it  on  our  face  and  heart ; 
Only  love  to  us  be  given ; 
Lord,  we  ask  no  other  heaven. 

281.  S.  M.  Wesleyan. 

Call  to  labor  fix  (Gotr's  Vincvaxli. 

1  The  vineyard  of  the  Lord 

Before  his  laborers  lies  ; 
And,  lo  !  we  see  the  vast  reward 
Which  waits  us  in  the  skies. 

2  O,  let  us  then  proceed 

In  God's  great  work  below, 
And,  following  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  further  conquests  go. 

3  And  let  our  heart  and  mind 

Continually  ascend, 
That  haven  of  repose  to  find, 


Where  all  our  labors  end. 

4  O  happy,  happy  place, 

Where  saints  and  angels  meet ! 
There  we  shall  see  each  other's  face, 
And  all  the  faithful  greet. 

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5  The  church  of  the  fast-born, 

We  shall  with  them  be  blest, 
And,  crowned  with  endless  joy,  return 
To  our  eternal  rest 

6  What  honor  to  behold, 

In  thai  sublime  abo 
The  patriarchs  and  prophets  old, 
And  all  the  men  of  God  ! 

7  Tnen#spend  our  days  beneath, 

Toiling  in  cheerful  hoj 
And  fearless  pass  the  vale  of  death, 

And  gain  the  mountain  top. 

8  To  gather  home  his  own. 

God  shall  his  angels  send. 
And  bid  our  bliss  on  earth  begun 
In  deathless  triumphs  end.  ' 

2S'2'  L.  M.  WmnmwAM 

tfov  tfir  SpCtft  of  &obr. 
1  Giyeb  of  peace  and  unity. 

Send  down  thy  mild,  pacific  Dove; 
VI  e  all  shall  thru  in  one  a- 
And  breathe  the  spirit  of  thy  love. 
'-'    We  all  shall  think  and  speak  the  same 
Delightful  lesson  of  thy  grace, 
(  toe  undivided  Christ  proclaim, 
And  jointly  glory  in  thy  praise. 

9   I  >,  let  us  take  a  softer  mould, 

Blended  atid  gathered  info  thee  ; 
Under  one  Shepherd  make  one  fold, 

Where  all  is  love  and  harmony. 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  283 

4  Subdue  in  us  the  carnal  mind, 

The  enmity  of  sin  destroy  ; 
With  cords  of  love  our  passions  bind, 
And  gently  melt  us  into  joy. 

5  Thus  make  us  find  the  ancient  way 

The  unbelieving  world  to  move, 
And  force  thy  wondering  foes  to  say, 

"  Behold  these  Christians,  how  they  love  !  " 


283.  Li.   M.  Anonymous. 

&  BEfelnunc  to  £tmstfan  jfellotostitp- 

1  Come  in.  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord, 

O,  come  in  Jesus'  precious  name  ; 
We  welcome  thee  with  one  accord, 
And  trust  the  Savior  does  the  same. 

2  Those  joys  which  earth  cannot  afford, 

We'll  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove, 
Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 

3  And  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 

We'll  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known  ; 
We'll  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
And  count  a  brother's  cares  our  own. 

4  Once  more  our  welcome  we  repeat ; 

Receive  assurance  of  our  love  : 
O,  may  we  all  together  meet 

Around  the  throne  of  God  above  ! 


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^k  t.  L.  >l.  D  ll>l,Klll(,K 

On  JotntiiQ  the  (Timid). 

1  O,  happy  day,  thai  fixed  m_\  ch< 

On  th.  rior  and  mj  God  ! 

Well  may  this  glowing  hearl  rejo 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad  ! 

2  0,  happy  bond,  thai  seals  my  vows 

To  i  lini  w  ho  merits  all  my  l< 
Let  cheerful  anthens  fill  the  house 
W  hile  i"  his  altar  now  1  too 

3  Tis  done  —  the  greal  transaction  *a  done: 

I  am  my  Lord's,  and  he  is  P 

He  drew  me,  and  I  followed  on, 
Rejoiced  to  own  the  call  divine. 

4  Nov.  rest,  my  long-divided  heart; 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre, 
I  [ere  have  I  found  a  nobler  pari  ; 
Here  heavenlj  pleasures  till  my 
">  High  Heaven,  thai  hears  the  solemn  vow, 
^  That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear  ; 
Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow,  * 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  SO  dear. 

-*•>•  i.    M.  \viris 

Jon  a  nil  Brautn  of  Ovist  fan  Jlnfon. 

1  Lo,  what  an  entertaining  sigbt 
Those  friendly  brethren  prove, 
W  hose  cheeTftd  h(  arts  in  bands  unite 
Of  harmony  and  love  !  — 

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OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  286 

2  Where  streams  of  bliss  from  Christ,  the  Spring, 

Descend  to  every  soul, 
And  heavenly  peace,  with  balmy  wing, 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 

3  'Tis  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Zion's  hill, 
VJ  here  God  his  mildest  glory  shows, 
And  makes  his  grace  distil. 

286.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

8|e  2Lato  of  3Lobe.     Luke  x.  30—37. 

1  Far  from  thy  servants,  God  of  grace, 

Th'  unfeeling  heart  remove, 
And  form  in  our  obedient  souls 
The  image  of  thy  love. 

2  O,  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

The  generous  pleasure  know, 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe  ! 

3  Where'er  the  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  low  distress  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
*    And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  O,  be  the  law  of  love  fulfilled 

In  every  act  and  thought, 
Each  angry  passion  far  removed, 
Each  selfish  view  forgot ! 

5  Be  thou,  my  heart,  dilated  wide 

With  this  kind,  social  grace, 
And,  in  one  grasp  of  fervent  love, 
All  earth  and  heaven  embrace. 

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287.  c.  M.  Drennaw. 

CJjc  Unto  of  ;Spmpatln>. 

1  All  nature  feels  attractive  power, 

A  strong,  embracing  force  ; 
The  drops  that  sparkle  in  the  shower, 
The  planets  in  their  course. 

2  Thus  in  the  universe  of  mind 

Is  felt  the  law  of  love  ; 
The  charity,  both  Btrong  and  kind, 
For  all  that  live  and  move. 

3  In  this  fine,  sympathetic  chain 

All  creatures  bear  a  part ; 
Their  every  pleasure,  every  pain, 
Linked  to  the  feeling  heart. 

4  More  perfect  bond,  the  Christian  plan 

Attaches  soul  to  soul  ; 
Our  neighbor  is  the  suffering  man, 
Though  at  the  farthest  pole. 

5  To  earth  below,  from  beayen  above, 

The  faith  in  Christ  professed, 
More  clear  reveals  that  God  is  love, 
And  whom  he  loves  is  blest.  ■ 

^88.  c.    >f.        Hiumingiiam  Col. 

ffov  Communfcants. 

1  Ye  followers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Who  round  Ins  table  draw, 
Remember  what  Ins  spirit  was, 
What  his  peculiar  law. 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  289 

2  The  love  which  all  his  bosom  filled, 

Did  all  his  actions  guide  ; 
Inspired  by  love,  he  lived  and  taught ; 
Inspired  by  love,  he  died. 

3  Let  each  the  sacred  law  fulfil ; 

Like  his  be  every  mind ; 
Be  every  temper  formed  by  love, 
And  every  action  kind. 

4  Let  none  who  call  themselves  his  friends 

Disgrace  the  honored  name, 

But  by  a  near  resemblance  prove 

The  title  which  they  claim. 

289.  s.  M.  Furness. 

^  Communion  JiQjjmn. 

1  O  for  a  prophet's  fire,  , 

O  for  an  angel's  tongue, 
To  speak  the  mighty  love  of  Him 
Who  on  the  cross  was  hung ! 

2  In  vain  our  hearts  attempt, 

In  language  meet,  to  tell 
How  through  a  thousand  sorrows  burned 
That  flame  unquenchable. 

3  Yet  would  we  praise  that  love, 

Beyond  expression  dear : 
Come,  gather  round  this  table,  then, 
And  celebrate  it  here. 

4  Here,  in  the  bread  and  wine, 

Your  dying  Savior  view  ; 
Thus  did  he  give  his  body  up, 
And  thus  his  blood,  for  you. 

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5  These  symbols  0f  his  death, 

Q,  wiili  what  power  they  speak  ! 
Prophetic  lips  and  angels'  lyres, 
Compared  with  these,  are  weak. 

6  And  shall  they  plead  in  vain 

With  our  forgetful  souls  ? 
Forbid  it,  ( Jod,  while  through  our  veins 
The  vital  current  rolls. 

C«   M.  Montgomery. 

"<Tt)fs  Oo  fn  licmrmbrnncr.  of  mr." 

1  According  to  thy  gracious  word, 

In  meek  humility, 

This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord, 

I  will  remember  thee. 

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  snail  be; 
Thy  testamental  cup  1  take, 
And  thus  remember  thi 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  f. .!«_:» t .; 
^    Or  there  thy  conflicl  - 
Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 

And  not  remember  ih< 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  Sacrifice, 
1  must  remember  thee  \  — 

5  Remember  thee,  and  all  thy  pains, 

\iu\  all  thy  love  to  me; 
¥*  li  a  pulse  remains, 

Will  1  remember  I 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  291 

And  when  these  failing  lips  grow  dumb, 

And  mind  and  memory  flee, 
When  thou  shalt  in  thy  kingdom  come, 

Jesus,  remember  me. 


291.  S.  M.  Furness. 

3.  Communion  ^pn. 

1  Here,  in  the  broken  bread, 

Here,  in  the  cup  we  take, 

His  body  and  his  blood  behold. 

Who  suffered  for  our  sake. 

2  Yes,  that  our  souls  might  live, 

Those  sacred  limbs  were  torn, 
That  blood  was  spilt,  and  pangs  untold 
Were  by  the  Savior  borne. 

3  O  thou  who  didst  allow 

Thy  Son  to  suffer  thus, 
Father,  what  more  couldst  thou  have  done 
Than  thou  hast  done  for  us  ? 

4  We  are  persuaded  now, 

That  nothing  can  divide 
Thy  children  from  thy  boundless  love, 
Displayed  in  him  who  died  ;  — 

5  Who  died  to  make  us  sure 

Of  mercy,  truth,  and  peace, 
And  from  the  power  and  pains  of  sin 
To  bring  a  full  release. 

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29^'  C.  M.  E.  Taylok. 

proper  Dfsposftfons  fur  the  (Tommunfon. 

1  O,  here,  if  ever,  (rod  of  love, 

Let  strife  and  hatred  cease, 
And  every  thought  harmonious  move, 
And  every  heart  be  peace. 

2  Not  here,  where  met  to  think  on  Him 

\\'h..sc  latest  thoughts  were  ours, 
Shall  mortal  passions  come  to  dim 
The  prayer  devotion  pours. 

3  No,  gracious  Master,  ool  in  vain 

Thy  life  of  love  hath  been  ; 
The  peace  thou  gav\st  may  yet  remain, 
Though  thou  no  more  art  seen. 

4  "  Thy  kingdom  come  ;  "  we  watch,  we  wait, 

To  hear  thy  cheering  call, 
When  heaven  shall  ope  its  glorious  gate, 
And  God  be  all  in  all. 

29;*-  L.    fif.  Watts 

<Tbc  i-Hrmorf.il  of  our  absent  ILort). 

1  Jests  is  gone  above  the  ai 

W  hen-  our  leeak  sensed  reach  him  not; 
And  carnal  objects  court  our  - 

To  thrust  our  Savior  from  our  thought. 

o 

2  He  knows  what  wandering  hearts  we  have, 

Apt  to  forget  his  \o\ 
And,  to  refresh  our  minds,  he  gave 
These  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  294 

!  Let  sinful  sweets  be  all  forgot, 

And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem, 
Christ  and  his  love  fill  every  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fixed  on  him. 

:  Whilst  he  is  absent  from  our  sight, 
'Tis  to  prepare  our  souls  a  place, 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heavenly  light, 
And  live  forever  near  his  face. 

294:.  7S    31.  BOVVRING. 

(Communion  ?£mnn. 

1  Not  with  terror  do  we  meet 

At  the  board  by  Jesus  spread  ; 
Not  in  mystery  drink  and  eat 
Of  the  Savior's  wine  and  bread. 

2  'Tis  his  memory  we  record, 

'Tis  his  virtues  we  proclaim  ; 
Grateful  to  our  honored  Lord, 
Here  we  bless  his  sacred  name. 

3  See  him,  on  the  dreadful  day 

Of  his  mortal  agony, 
Break  the  bread,  and  hear  him  say, 
"  Eat  of  this,  and  think  of  me  ! " 

4  See  him  standing  on  the  brink 

Of  the  tomb,  and  hark,  he  cries, 
u  Drink  the  wine,  and  as  you  drink, 
O,  remember  him  who  dies  !  " 

5  Yes,  we  will  remember  thee, 

Friend  and  Savior ;  and  thy  feast 
Of  all  services  shall  be 
Holiest  and  welcomes! 


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295.  8s  &  7s   M.  Exeter  Col. 

iCtftcv  (fommunfon. 

1  From  the  tabic  now  retiring, 

Which  for  us  the  Lord  hath  spread, 
May  (.in- souls,  refreshment  finding, 
I  rrow  iii  all  things  like  our  EJeadl 
S  I  lis  example  by  beholding, 

May  our  lives  his  image  bear ! 
Him  our  Lord  and  Master  railing, 
His  commands  may  we  rev< 

3  Love  to  God  and  man  displaying, 
Walking  steadfasl  m  his  way, 
Joy  attend  us  in  believing, 

Peace  from  God  through  endless  day ! 

296.  7s   m.  Pratt'i  Col. 

Spiritual  ■Xourfsljmrnt. 

1   Bread  of  heaven,  on  thee  we  feed, 
For  thy  fleah  is  meal  indeed  ; 
Ever  let  our  souls  be  fed 
With  this  true  and  Living  bread. 

9  Vine  of  heaven,  thy  blood  supplies 
This  blest  cup  of  sacrif 
L  >rd,  thy  wounds  our  healing  give; 
To  thy  cross  we  look  and  live. 

8  Day  by  day  with  stn  ogth  supplied. 
Through  the  life  of  Him  who  died, 
Lord  of  life.  0,        us  he 

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297.  8s  <fc  7s  M.  Anonymous. 
WHireii  commentieTj  to  Christ. 

1  Savior,  who  thy  flock  art  feeding 

With  the  shepherd's  kindest  care, 
All  the  feeble  gently  leading, 

While  the  lambs  thy  bosom  share, — 

2  Now,  these  little" ones  receiving, 

Fold  them  in  thy  gracious  arm ; 
There,  we  know,  —  thy  word  believing, — 
Only  there,  secure  from  harm. 

3  Never,  from  thy  pasture  roving, 

Let  them  be  the  lion's  prey ; 
Let  thy  tenderness,  so  loving, 

Keep  them  all  life's  dangerous  way. 

4  Then  within  thy  fold  eternal 

Let  them  find  a  resting-place  ; 
Feed  in  pastures  ever  vernal, 
Drink  the  rivers  of  thy  grace. 

298.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 
Betucatfon  of  Cijfitirni  to  €JoTi  antt  Ctjrfst. 

1  See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 

Writh  all-engaging  charms ; 
Hark,  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms ! 

2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

"  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 
For  'twas  to  bless  such  souls  as  these, 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

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3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  Ye  little  flock,  with  pleasure  hear ; 

Ye  children,  seek  his  face, 

And  fly  with  transport  to  receive 

The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

5  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

God's  guardian  care  we  trust: 
That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts, 
If  weeping  o'er  their  dust. 

'299.  (  .    Bf.  Watts. 

Ctjfttirrn  fnclutorfc  fix  (Soto's  Cobcnant. 

1  How  large  the  promise,  how  divine, 

To  Abraham  and  his  seed!  — 
"I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
Supplying  all  their  need.'1 

2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 

Prom  age  to  age  endure  j 
The  angel  of  the  covenant  proves 
And  seals  the  blessing  sure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 

To  our  greai  fathers  given  : 
He  takes  young  children  to  his  arms, 
Ami  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  ways! 

His  love  endures  the  same, 
Nor  from  the  promise  of  lus  ixrace 
Blots  out  his  children's  name. 


OCCASIONAL   AND    MISCELLANEOUS.     300,301 

300.  C.  M.  Bishop  Heber. 
Harlj  Belfflfon. 

1  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

How  sweet  the  lily  grows ! 
How  sweet  the  breath  beneath  the  hill 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  ! 

2  Lo,  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod, 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
•        Is  upward  drawn  to  God  ! 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay  ; 
The  rose  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power, 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 

5  O  thou  who  giv'st  us  life  and  breath, 

We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own ! 

301.  L,.  M.  Cawood. 

jfor  €f)fltiren. 

1  In  Israel's  fane,  by  silent  night, 

The  lamp  of  God  was  burning  bright ; 
And  there,  by  viewless  angels  kept, 
Samuel,  the  child,  securely  slept. 

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302  OCCASIONAL    AND     M  ISCKLLANKOUS. 

2  A  voice  unknown  the  stillness  broke; 
"/Samuel ! "  it  called,  and  thrice  it  spoke  : 
He  rose ;  he  asked  u  hence  came  the  word  ; 
From  Eli  .:     No  —  ;'  was  the  Lord. 

3  Thus  early  called  to  serve  his  God, 
In  paths  of  righteousness  be  trod  ; 
Prophetic  visions  fired  his  br 

And  all  the  chosen  tribes  were  blest. 

4  Speak,  Lord,  and,  from  our  earliest  days, 
Incline  OUT  hearts  to  love  thy  \v;i  . 

Thy  wakening  voice  hath  reached  out  i  si ; 
Speak,  Lord,  to  us;  thy  servants  hear. 

302.  c.   Bf.  Salisbury  Col. 

"Krmnnlirr  ttn>  Grate  fix  tlir  Dans  of  tin;  Youtt). 

1  In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth, 

In  nature's  smiling  bloom, 
Ere  age  arrive,  and,  trembling,  wait 
Its  summons  to  the  lomb, — 

2  Remember  thy  ( Sreator,  I  rod  ; 

For  him  thy  powers  employ  : 
Make  him  thy  Fear,  thy  Love,  thy  Hope, 
Thy  Confidence,  thy  J 

3  lie  shall  defend  and  <niide  thy  course 

Through  life's  uncertain 
Till  thou  art  landed  on  the  shore 
Of  blesl  eternity. 

4  Then  seek  the  Lord  betimes,  and  choose 

The  path  of  heavenly  truth  : 
The  earth  affords  no  lovelier  sight 
Than  n  religious  youth. 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.     303,304 

oOo.  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

Gffibttn'p  ?£innn. 

1  When  Jesus  left  his  heavenly  throne, 

He  chose  an  humble  birth ; 
Like  us,  unhonored  and  unknown, 
He  came  to  dwell  on  earth. 

2  Like  him,  may  we  be  found  below 

In  wisdom's  paths  of  peace  ! 
Like  him,  in  grace  and  knowledge  grow, 
As  years  and  strength  increase  ! 

3  Sweet  were  his  words,  and  kind  his  look, 

When  mothers  round  him  pressed  ; 
Their  infants  in  his  arms  he  took, 
And  on  his  bosom  blest. 

4  Safe  from  the  world's  alluring  harms, 

Beneath  his  watchful  eye, 
O,  thus  encircled  in  his  arms, 
May  we  forever  lie  ! 

304.  S.   M.  Anonymous. 

£f)e  lb  o uhq  asttmij  for  ufbme  (Suf&atice. 

1  From  earliest  dawn  of  life, 

Thy  goodness  we  have  shared ; 
And  still  we  live  to  sing  thy  praise, 
By  sovereign  mercy  spared. 

2  To  learn  and  do  thy  will, 

O  Lord,  our  hearts  incline  ; 

And  o'er  the  paths  of  future  life 

Command  thy  light  to  shine. 

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305  OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  While  taught  thy  word  of  truth, 

May  we  that  word  receive, 
And,  when  we  hear  of  Jesus1  name, 
In  that  blesl  name  believe  I 

4  O,  let  us  never  trend 

The  broad,  destructive  road, 
But  trace  those  holy  paths  which  lead 
To  glory  and  to  ( *od ! 

305.  C.    M.  Episcopal  Col. 

Or  Youuq  aiimom.slic^. 

1  O,  in  the  morn  of  life,  when  youth 

With  vital  ardor  glows, 
And  shines  in  all  the  fairest  charms 
That  beauty  can  disclose, — 

2  Deep  in  thy  soul,  before  it-  powers 

Are  vet  by  vice  enslaved, 
Be  thy  <  Jreati  >us  name 

And  character  engraved  ;  — 

3  Ere  vet  the  shades  oisorrow  cloud 

The  sunshine  of  thy  da  .   . 

And  cares  and  toils,  in  endless  round, 

Encompass  all  thy  ways ;  — 

4  Ere  vet  thy  hearl  the 

With  vain  regret,  deplo 
And  sadly  inu-e  on  former  joys, 

That  now  return  Q0  more. 

5  True  wisdom,  early  soughl  and  gained. 

In  age  will  'jive  thee  rest  : 
O,  then,  improve  die  morn  of  life. 
To  make  its  evening  blest. 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.      306,307 


306.  C.  M.  Herbert. 

£j)c  Soul's  ijcauti?  unfatifng. 

1  Sweet  day !  so  cool,  so  calm,  so  bright, 

Bridal  of  earth  and  sky, 
The  dew  shall  weep  thy  fall  to-night, 
For  thou,  alas  !  must  die. 

2  Sweet  rose  !  in  air  whose  odors  wave, 

And  color  charms  the  eye, 
Thy  root  is  even  in  its  grave, 
And  thou,  alas  !  must  die. 

3  Sweet  spring  !  of  days  and  roses  made, 

Whose  charms  for  beauty  vie, 
Thy  days  depart,  thy  roses  fade  ; 
Thou,  too,  alas  !  must  die. 

4  Only  a  sweet  and  holy  soul 

Hath  tints  that  never  fly  ; 
While  flowers  decay,  and  seasons  roll, 
This  lives,  and  cannot  die. 

307.  S.  M.  Mrs.  Sigourney. 

Ctjfltr's  $raget  at  entcrfnfl  Cimrct). 

1  Lord,  lead  my  heart  to  learn  ; 

Prepare  my  ears  to  hear  ; 
And  let  me  useful  knowledge  seek, 
In  thy  most  holy  fear. 

2  If  un  forgiven  sin 

Within  my  bosom  lies, 
Or  evil  motives  linger  there 
T'  offend  thy  perfect  eyes,  — 


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308,309     OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  Remove  them  tar  an 

Inspire  me  with  thy  love, 
That  I  may  please  thee  here  below, 

And  dwell  will)  thee  above. 


308.  76  M,  Grey. 

.Sabbat!)  -School  ?i)i)inu. 

1  Suppliant,  Io!  thy  children  bend, 

Father,  for  thy  blessing  now  ; 
Thou  canst  teach  us,  guide,  defend; 
We  an'  weak,  almighty  thou. 

2  With  the  peace  thy  word  imparts, 

Be  the  taughl  and  teacher  blest; 
In  our  lives,  and  in  OUT  hearts. 
Father,  be  thy  laws  impressed. 

3  Pour  into  each  longing  mind 

Light  and  pard<»n  from  above, 
Charity  for  all  our  kind. 

Trusting  faith,  and  holy  love. 

O09.  I,.     ]\J.  MnM,,„MERT. 

-Sabbath  -School  Snnfbrrsarn. 

1  From  y-w  to  year  in  love  we  i 

From  ye.ir  to  year  in  peace  we  part ; 
The  tongues  of  children  uttering  sweet 
The  thrilling  joy  of  every  heart. 

2  Hut  tune  rolls  on  :   and.  year  by  year, 

w  i  change,  grow  up,  or  pass  away  ; 
\  the  same  assembly  here 

Have  haded  the  children's  festal  day. 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  310 

\  Death,  ere  another  year,  shall  strike 
Some  in  our  number  marked  to  fall : 
Be  young  and  old  prepared  alike ; 
The  warning  is  to  each,  to  all. 

It  Oft  broke,  our  failing  ranks  renew  ; 
Send  teachers,  children  in  our  place, 
More  humble,  docile,  faithful,  true, 
More  like  thy  Son,  from  race  to  race. 

310.  7s  &  6s  M.        Bishop  Heber. 

fEissfottan)  3$gmn. 

1  From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand, 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 

Roll  down  their  golden  sand,  — 
From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, — 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle  ; 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ; 
In  vain,  with  lavish  kindness, 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown  ; 
The- heathen,  in  his  blindness, 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

By  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 
The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 

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311  OCCASIONAL    AMI    .MISCELLANEOUS. 

Salvation  !   0  salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  each  remotest  nation 

Has  learnt  Messiah's  name. 


Oil.  S.     M.  Ml-.    SlGOURNEV. 

ISncournQnurnt  to  tract)  tt)r  (Sospcl. 

1  Laborers  of  Christ,  arise, 

And  gird  you  for  the  toil ; 
The  dew  of  promise  from  the  skits 
Already  cheers  the  soil. 

2  Go  where  the  sick  recline, 

Where  mourning  hearts  deplore; 
And  where  the  sons  of  penury  pine, 
1  Kspense  your  hallowed  lore. 

3  Urge,  with  a  tender  zeal, 

The  erring  child  along, 
Where  peaceful  congregations  kneel, 
And  pious  teachers  throng. 

4  Be  faith,  which  looks  above, 

With  prayer,  your  constant  guest; 
And  wrap  the  Savior?s  changeless  love 
A  mantle  round  your  br 

Bhall  you  Bhare  the  wealth 
That  earth  may  ne'er  despoil, 
And  the  blest  gospel's  saving  health 
Repay  your  arduous  toil. 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.     312,313 

312.  7s  M.  Anonymous. 

8$e  jFulness  of  tf)e  (Gentries. 

1  "  Give  us  room,  that  we  may  dwell," 

Zion's  children  cry  aloud  : 
See  their  numbers,  how  they  swell ! 
How  they  gather  like  a  cloud  ! 

2  O,  how  bright  the  morning  seems  ! 

Brighter  from  so  dark  a  night : 
Zion  is  like  one  that  dreams, 
Filled  with  wonder  and  delight. 

3  Lo  !  thy  sun  goes  down  no  more ; 

God  himself  will  be  thy  light : 
All  that  caused  thee  grief  before 
Buried  lies  in  endless  night. 

4  Zion,  now  arise  and  shine  ; 

Lo !  thy  light  from  heaven  is  come  ; 
These  that  crowd  from  far  are  thine  ; 
Give  thy  sons  and  daughters  room. 

31o«  C.  M.  Episcopal  Col. 

i&fssfonarp  l^umtx. 

1  On  Zion,  and  on  Lebanon, 

On  CarmePs  blooming  height, 
On  Sharon's  fertile  plains,  once  shone 
The  glory,  pure  and  bright. 

2  From  thence  its  mild  and  cheering  ray 

Streamed  forth  from  land  to  land ; 
And  empires  now  behold  its  day, 
And  still  its  beams  expand. 


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314  00CA8I0HJL1    A.M»    KX8CSLL  .wr.ous. 

8  Its  brightest  splendors,  darting  h 

( )ur  happy  shores  illume  ; 
Our  farther  regions,  once  unblest, 
Nov.  [ike  a  garden  bloom. 


I  But,  all  !  our  deserts  deep  and  wild 
See  not  this  heavenly  light  : 

No  sacred  beams,  no  radiance  mild. 
Dispel  their  dreary  night 

5  Thou,  who  didst  lighten  /ion's  hill, 

On  Carmel  w  ho  didst  shine, 
Our  deserts  let  thy  elory  fill, 
Thy  excellence  divine  ! 

6  Like  Lebanon,  in  towering  pride, 

May  all  our  forests  smile  ; 
And  may  our  borders  blossom  wide, 
Like  Sharon's  fruitful  soil  ! 

314.  <«.    |\    >i.  Episcopal  Col. 

<Dn  WButttn  fHfssfons. 

1  \\  hen,  Lord,  to  this  our  western  hind, 
Led  by  thy  providential  hand, 

( )ur  wandering  fathers  came, 

Their  ancient  homes,  their  friends  in  vouth, 
Sent  forth  the  heralds  of  thy  truth, 
To  keep  them  in  thy  name. 

2  Then,  through  our  solitary  ci 
The  desert  features  soon  were  I<  i 

Thy  temples  there  aro 
Our  shores,  M  culture  made  them  fair. 
Were  hallowed  hy  thy  rit.  >.  h\   pravcr. 

An<l  bl in'  d  M  the  rose. 


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3  And,  O,  may  we  repay  this  debt 
To  regions  solitary  yet 

Within  our  spreading  land  ! 
There  brethren,  from  our  common  home, 
Still  westward,  like  our  fathers,  roam, 

Still  guided  by  thy  hand. 

4  Savior,  we  own  this  debt  of  love  ; 
O,  shed  thy  Spirit  from  above, 

To  move  each  Christian  breast, 
Till  heralds  shall  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  temples  rise,  to  fix  thy  name, 

Through  all  our  desert  west ! 

315.  £,.   M.  Episcopal  Col. 

jfov  3Lafcorcrs  in  (Kali's  J^arbest. 

1  O  Spirit  of  the  living  God, 

In  all  thy  plenitude  of  grace, 
Where'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 
Descend  on  our  degen'rate  race  ! 

2  Give  tongues  of  fire  and  hearts  of  love, 

To  preach  the  reconciling  word ; 
Give  power  and  unction  from  above, 
Where'er  the  joyful  sound  is  heard. 

3  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coming,  light ; 

Confusion,  order,  in  thy  path  ; 
Souls  without  strength  inspire  with  might ; 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath. 

4  Convert  the  nations  ;  far  and  nigh, 

The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record  ; 
The  name  of  Jesus  glorify, 

Till  every  people  call  him  Lord. 


316,317     OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS. 


.     31G.  |y.    M.  I    Taylor. 

jFor  I  c  Ira  uf  tabic  €>ccasfon. 

1  O  ye  who  seek  .!< -in >\ a h's  face, 
Bow  at  his  throne,  and  feel  his  grace, 
Who  ask  in  prayer,  and  own  in  praise, 
That  bounteous  love  which  gilds  your  days, 
Catch  from  above  the  hallowed  dame, 
And  dignify  the  Christian  name. 

'J  Where'er  distress  and  pain  appear, 

Let  pity's  ready  hand  be  there; 
With  cheering  wine  and  fragrant  oil, 
Bid  languor  glow  and  anguish  smile  ; 
Though  Woe  her  lowliest  form  may  wear, 

Yet  God  has  stamped  his  image  :: 

3  When  he,  the  sovereign  Judge,  draws  nigh, 
And  holds  th'  unerring  beam  on  high, 
Then  shall  sweet  ehaiyty  prevail, 
And  angels  mark  the  siukin. 

Jesus  shall  call  his  followers  home  — 
uYe  blessed  pfmy  Father,  come ! M 


3  1  7.  i\     M.  Brown  y. 

j?ov  a  clwvftnblr  Occiston. 

1  <  >.  how  can  they  look  up  to  heaven, 
\nd  ask  for  mercy  there, 
Who  never  soothed  the  poor  man's  pang, 
\      dri<  d  the  orphan's  tear ! 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  318 

2  The  dread  Omnipotence  of  heaven 

We  every  hour  provoke  ; 
Yet  still  the  mercy  of  our  God 
Withholds  th'  avenging  stroke. 

3  And  Christ  was  still  the  healing  Friend 

Of  poverty  and  pain,    - 
And  never  did  imploring  wretch 
His  garment  touch  in  vain. 

4  May  we  with  humble  effort  take 

Example  from  above, 
And  thence  the  active  lesson  learn 
Of  charity  and  love. 

5  But  chiefly  be  the  labor  ours 

To  shade  the  early  plant ; 
To  guard  from  ignorance  and  guilt 
The  infancy  of  want ;  — 

6  To  graft  the  virtues,  ere  the  bud 

The  canker-worm  has  gnawed, 
And  teach  the  rescued  child  to  lisp 
Its  gratitude  to  God. 

318.  C.  M.  Mrs.  Barbauld. 

Christ's  precepts  of  2Lobc. 

[  Behold  where,  breathing  love  divine, 
Our  dying  Master  stands  ; 
His  weeping  followers,  gathering  round, 
Receive  his  last  commands. 

\  From  that  mild  Teacher's  parting  lips 
What  tender  accents  fell ! 
The  gentle  precept  which  he  gave 
Became  its  Author  well. 


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319  OCCASIONAL    AND    -MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  "Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 

Peels  all  another's  pain  ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  < 
\\  as  never  raised  in  vain ;  — 

4  "Whose  breast  expands  with  generous  warmth, 

A  stranger's  woes  to  feel, 

And  bleeds  in  pit)   o'er  the  wound 
I  le  wants  the   power  to  ileal. 

5  "Peace  from  the  bosom,  of  his  Lord, 

My  peace,  [<>  him  I  give  : 
And  when  lie  kneels  before  the  throne. 
His  trembling  soul  shall  live. 

6  "To  him  protection  shall  he  shown, 

And  mercy  from  above 
Descend  on  those  who  thus  fulfil 
The  perfect  law  of  love." 

319.  C.     ML  BODEN. 

Kn  Brlialf  of  ttir  Door. 

1  What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord, 

for  all  the  grace  we  - 
Alas  !  the  <_ro<>dn«'s-  v. ,.  ,.;,,,  yield 

h    Dot   to    thee. 

2  To  tents  of  v  oe,  to  beds  of  pain, 

We  cheerfully  repair, 
And  with  th'-  gift  thy  hand  bestows, 
Relieve  the  mourners1  care. 

3  The  widow's  heart  -hall  sing  for  joy  ; 

The  orphan  shall  he  glad  ; 
The  hun Lr<-rin<i  soul  with  joy  we'll  point 
To  Christ,  the  living  Bread. 


OCCASIONAL   AND    MISCELLANEOUS.    320,321 

320.  L..    M.  PlERPONT. 

BeTifcatfon  of  a  jBJousc  of  ££rorst)ij). 

1  O,  bow  thine  ear,  Eternal  One  ! 

On  thee  our  heart  adoring  calls  ; 
To  thee  the  followers  of  thy  Son 

Have  raised,  and  now  devote,  these  walls. 

2  Here  let  thy  holy  days  be  kept ; 

And  be  this  place  to  worship  given, 
Like  that  bright  spot  where  Jacob  slept, 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

3  Here  may  thine  honor  dwell ;  and  here, 

As  incense,  let  thy  children's  prayer, 
From  contrite  hearts  and  lips  sincere, 
Rise  on  the  still  and  holy  air. 

4  Here  be  thy  praise  devoutly  sung ; 

Here  let  thy  truth  beam  forth  to  save, 
As  when,  of  old,  thy  spirit  hung, 

On  wings  of  light,  o'er  Jordan's  wave. 

5  And  when  the  lips,  that  with  thy  name 

Are  vocal  now,  to  dust  shall  turn, 
On  others  may  devotion's  flame 
Be  kindled  here,  and  purely  burn ! 

321.  jj.  M.  Cowper. 

©n  ©pcnfnjj  a  $lace  for  social  ££'orspfp. 

1  Our  God,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat ; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

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322  OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  For  thou,  within  do  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind  ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And,  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer 

To  strengthen  faith  and  sweeten  care, 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 
And  bring  all  heaven  before  <<ur  eyes  ! 

4  Behold,  at  thy  commanding  word, 
We  stretch  the  curtain  and  the  cord  ; 
Come  thou,  and  till  this  wider  space, 
And  bless  us  with  a  large  increase. 

5  Lord,  we  are  few,  but  thou  art  near ; 
Nor  short  thine  arm,  nor  deaf  thine  ear : 
O,  rend  the  heavens,  come  quickly  down, 
And  make  a  thousand  hearts  thine  own  ! 

322.  <  .    >f.  Bryant. 

DctJfrntfon  7i>mnn. 

1  O  thou,  whose  own  vast  temple  stands, 

Built  over  earth  and  Bea, 
Accept  the  walls  that  human  hands 
I  [ave  raised  to  worship  thee. 

2  Lord,  from  thine  inmost  glory  Bend, 

Within  these  courts  t<>  bide, 
Th<-  peace  thai  dwelleth,  without  end, 
Serenely  by  thy  Bide. 

3  Hay  erring  minds  that  worship  here 

IV  taught  th»-  hitter  wa\ , 
And  they  who  mourn,  and  they  who  fear, 
Be  strengthened  ;ls  they  pray  ! 

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OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  323 

4  May  faith  grow  firm,  and  love  grow  warm, 
And  pure  devotion  rise, 
While  round  these  hallowed  walls  the  storm 
Of  earth-born  passion  dies  ! 

323.  P.  M.  Flint. 

©n  Hcabinjj  an  ancient  (EimrcJ). 

1  Here  to  the  High  and  Holy  One 

Our  fathers  early  reared 
A  house  of  prayer,  a  lowly  one, 

Yet  long  to  them  endeared 
By  hours  of  sweet  communion 

Held  with  their  covenant  God, 
As  oft,  in  sacred  union, 

His  hallowed  courts  they  trod. 

2  Gone  are  the  pious  multitudes 

That  here  kept  holy  time, 
In  other  courts  assembled  now 

For  worship  more  sublime. 
Their  children,  we  are  waiting 

In  meekness,  Lord,  thy  call ; 
Thy  love  still  celebrating, 

Our  hope,  our  trust,  our  all. 

3  These  time-worn  walls,  the  resting-place 

So  oft  from  earthly  cares, 
To  righteous  souls  now  perfected, 
,  We  leave  with  thanks  and  prayers  — 

With  thanks,  for  every  blessing 

Vouchsafed  through  all  the  past, 
With  prayers,  thy  throne  addressing 

For  guidance  to  the  last. 


324  OCCASIONAL     \Mi    .MISCELLANEOUS. 

4  Though  from  this  house,  so  long  beloved, 

We  part  with  Badness  now, 
Yet  here,  we  trust,  with  gladness  soon 

In  fairer  courts  to  bow ; 
So  when  our  souls,  forsaking 

These  bodies  fallen  and  pule, 
In  brighter  forms  awaking, 

With  joy  the  change  shall  hail. 


w*4.  l.  M.  Frothin'.h am. 

(Drtfnatfon  of  a  JgfnCster. 

1  O  God,  who-.'  presence  glows  in  all 

Within,  around  us,  and  above, 

Thy  word  we  bless,  thy  name  we  call, 

Whose  word  is  Truth,  whose  name  is  Love. 

2  That  truth  be  with  the  heart  believed 

Of  all  who  seek  this  sacred  p 
With  [towr  proclaimed,  in  peace  received  — 
Our  Bpirits1  light,  thy  Spirit's  grace. 

3  That  love  its  holy  influence  pour, 

To  keep  us  meek,  and  make  us  free, 
And  throw  its  binding  blessing  more 
Round  each  with  all,  and  all  with  thee. 

4  Direct  and  guard  the  youthful  strength 

Devoted  to  thy  Son  this  day, 

And  give  thy  word  full  course,  .-it  length, 
1  '    -■  man's  defects  and  time's  decay.  s 

5  Send  down  its  angel  to  < 

Send  in  its  calm  upon  the  hi 
For  Wfl  WO  •    1  know  no  other  nuide, 
And  we  can  need  no  01 
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OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.     6zb,6'Zb 

325.  L.  M.  Flint. 
Ivemembrancc  of  our  JFatfjers. 

1  In  pleasant  lands  have  fallen  the  lines 

That  bound  our  goodly  heritage, 
And  safe  beneath  our  sheltering  vines 
Our  youth  is  blest,  and  soothed  our  age. 

2  What  thanks,  O  God,  to  thee  are  due, 

That  thou  didst  plant  our  fathers  here, 
And  watch  and  guard  them  as  they  grew, 
A  vineyard  to  the  Planter  dear ! 

3  The  toils  they  bore  our  ease  have  wrought ; 

They  sowed  in  tears,  in  joy  we  reap  ; 
The  birthright  they  so  dearly  bought 

We'll  guard  till  we  with  them  shall  sleep. 

4  Thy  kindness  to  our  fathers  shown, 

In  weal  and  woe,  through  all  the  past, 
Their  grateful  sons,  O  God,  shall  own, 
While  here  their  name  and  race  shall  last. 

326.  C.  M.  Tate  &  Brady. 
©ontfnuancc  of  Natfonal  ^ccuritj  fmploretr.    Ps.  xliv. 

1  O  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told, 

In  our  attentive  ears, 
Thy  wonders  in  their  days  performed, 
v  And  in  more  ancient  years. 

2  'Twas  not  their  courage,  nor  their  sword, 

To  them  salvation  gave ; 
'Twas  not  their  number,  nor  their  strength, 
'        That  did  their  country  save :  — 

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327  OCCASIONAL    ami    ;.ll><  l.l.i. A.NKOUS. 

3  But  thy  righl  hand,  thy  powerful  afm, 

\\  hose  Buccoi  the)  implored: 
Thy  providence  protected  them, 
W  ho  thy  great  name  adored. 

4  As  thee,  their  <  rod,  our  fathers  owned, 

So  thou  art  still  our  King  ; 
O,  therefore,  as  thou  didsl  to  them, 
To  us  deliverance  brine. 

5  To  thee  the  glory  we'll  ascribe, 

From  whom  Balvation  came  : 

In  God,  cur  Shield,  we  will  rejoice, 
And  ever  bless  thy  nam.-. 


327.  L.  M.  fir..  Kippis. 

Cftcinfesflibinfl  for  National  JJuosprrftn. 

1  How  rich  thy  gifts,  almighty  King! 
From  thee  our  public  blessings  spring  : 

Th"  extended  trade,  the  fruitful  skies, 
The  treasures  liberty  !>< 
Th1  eternal  joj  -  I  shows, 

All  from  thy  boundless  g li 

2  W  ith  |  pa  eful  hear  b,  with  joyful  tongues, 
To  God  v,  e  raise  unite 

Her  v  reign, 

Crown  our  just  counsels  with  success, 

With  peace  and  joy  our  borders  bless, 
\ud  all  our  sacred  rights  maintain  ! 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  32 

328.  ^     M#  Mrs     gTEELE 

STJjanfcsflfbfna  for  Xatfonal  $eace.    Ps.  xlvi. 

1  Great  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies, 

A  word  of  thine  almighty  breath 
Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise ; 
Thy  smile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 

2  When  angry  nations  rush  to  arms, 

And  rage,  and  noise,  and  tumult,  reign, 
And  war  resounds  its  dire  alarms, 

And  slaughter  dyes  the  hostile  plain, — 

3  Thy  sovereign  eye  looks  calmly  down, 

And  marks  their  course,  and  bounds  their 
power ; 
Thy  law  the  angry  nations  own, 

And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4  Then  Peace  returns  with  balmy  wing ; 

Sweet  Peace,  with  her  what  blessings  fled ! 
Glad  Plenty  laughs,  the  valleys  sing, 
Reviving  Commerce  lifts  her  head. 

5  Thou  good,  and  wise,  and  righteous  Lord, 

All  move  subservient  to  thy  will  ; 
Both  peace  and  war  await  thy  word, 
And  thy  sublime  decrees  fulfil. 

6  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  songs ; 

Thy  kind  protection  still  implore  : 
O,  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues, 
Confess  thy  goodness,  and  adore  ! 

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329.  L.  M.  AlKIlf 

£n  (Tfmc  of  ££far. 

1  \\  EILE  sounds  of  war  are  hoard  around, 
And  death  and  ruin  strow  the  ground, 
To  thee  we  look,  on  thee  we  call, 

The  Parent  and  the  Lord  of  all. 

2  Thou,  who  hast  stamped  on  human  kind 
The  image  of  a  heaven-born  mind, 
And  in  a  Father's  wide  embrace 

Hast  cherished  all  the  kindred  rac  ■.— 

3  Great  God,  whose  powerful  hand  can  bind 
The  raging  waves,  the  furious  wind, 

O,  bid  the  human  tempesl  cease, 
,And  hush  the  maddening  world  to  peace. 

4  With  reverence  may  each  hostile  land 
Hear  and  obey  that  high  command, 
Thy  Son's  blesl  errand  from  above  — 
"My  creatures,  live  in  mutual  love!" 

:*:*0'  8.    M.  l),,nM„,p 

"£s  ft  suet)  a  jFnst  that  £  tiabr  chosen  l " 

1  "Is  this  a  fast  for  me  ?  M  — 

Thus  saith  the  Lord  our  God, — 

"  A  day  for  man  to  \<\  his  BOUl, 

And  feel  affliction's  rod  }  — 

8  ••  Like  bulrush  Ion  to  how 
lli-  sorrow-stricken  head. 
With  Backclotfa  for  his  inner  vest, 
And  ashes  round  him  spread  } 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  331 

S  "  Shall  day  like  this  have  power 
To  stay  th'  avenging  hand, 
Efface  transgression,  or  avert 
My  judgments  from  the  land  ? 

4  "  No  ;  is  not  this  alone 

The  sacred  fast  I  choose, — 
Oppression's  yoke  to  burst  in  twain, 
The  bands  of  guilt  unloose  ?  — 

5  "  To  nakedness  and  want 

Your  food  and  raiment  deal, 
To  dwell  your  kindred  race  among, 
And  all  their  sufferings  heal  ? 

6  u  Then  like  the  morning  ray 

Shall  spring  your  health  and  light ; 
Before  you,  righteousness  shall  shine, 
Behind,  my  glory  bright !  " 

331.  C.  M.  Jervis. 

EJ)e  Sestfltis  of  3.3robfDcnce  fn  tije  Changes  of  tjje 
fc^orlti. 

1  While  war  and  misery  prevail, 

And  desolation  wide, 
In  God,  the  sovereign  Lord  of  all, 
The  righteous  still  confide. 

2  All  earthly  glory,  pomp,  and  pride, 

Are  in  his  presence  lost ; 
Empires  o'erturned,  thrones,  sceptres,  crowns, 
In  wild  confusion  tossed. 

3  Dark  and  mysterious  is  the  course 

Of  his  tremendous  way ; 
His  path  is  in  the  trackless  winds, 
And  in  the  foaming  sea. 

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4  Yet,  though  enveloped  in  the  cloud, 

And  from  our  view  concealed. 
The  righteous  Judge  will  soon  appear. 
In  majesty  revealed. 

5  Then  will  he  curb  the  lawless  power, 

The  deadly  wrath,  of  man. 
And  all  the  windings  will  unfold 
Of  his  own  gracious  plan. 

332.  L-    M.  Doddridge. 

jFor  i  nctn  Star. 

1  Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand  : 
The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows  ; 
That  mercy  crowns  it  till  it  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  are  we  guarded  by  our  God, 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own; 
The  future,  all  to  us  unknown. 

We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit. 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

1  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 
Thou  art  our  Joy,  and  thou  our  Best  ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  i 
Adored  through  all  our  rhaimini:  days. 

5  When  death  shall  interrupt  these  songs, 
And  seal  in  Silence  mortal  tongues, 
Our  Helper,  God,  m  whom  we  trust, 
In  better  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.     333,334 

w«3i  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

jfov  r£c  Bcflfnnnxfl  or  3EnO  of  tlje  Year. 

1  My  Helper,  God  !  I  bless  his  name  : 
The  same  his  power,  his  grace  the  same ; 
The  tokens  of  his  friendly  care 

Open,  and  crown,  and  close  the  year. 

2  I  'midst  ten  thousand  dangers  stand, 
Supported  by  his  guardian  hand, 
And  see,  when  I  survey  my  ways, 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

3  Thus  far  his  arm  hath  led  me  on  ; 
Thus  far  I  make  his  mercy  known ; 
And,  while  I  tread  this  desert  land, 
New  blessings  shall  new  songs  demand. 

334.  7s  M.  J.  Newton. 

2anccrtamti)  of  3Lffe.    ^etu  Year. 

1  See,  another  year  is  gone  ; 

Quickly  have  the  seasons  passed  ; 
This  we  enter  now  upon 

Will  to  many  prove  their  last. 
Mercy  hitherto  has  spared ; 

But  have  mercies  been  improved  ? 
Let  us  ask,  "  Am  I  prepared, 

Should  I  be  this  year  removed  ?  " 

2  Some,  we  now  no  longer  see, 

Who  their  mortal  race  have  run, 
Seemed  as  fair  for  life  as  we, 
When  the  former  year  begun. 

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Some,  —  bul  who  God  only  knows, — 
Who  arc  here  a  jserabled  bow, 

Ere  the  presenl  year  shall  close, 
To  the  Btroke  of  death  must  bowr. 

3  If  from  guill  and  sin  sel  free 

By  the  knowledge  of  thy  grace, 

Welcome,  then,  the  call  will  be 
To  depart  and  see  thy  face. 

To  thy  saints,  while  here  below, 
With  dew  years  new  mercies  come; 

But  the  happiest  year  they  know, 

Is  tin-  last,  that  leads  them  home. 


OoO.  7s  M.  J.  Newto.i. 

Stofftncss  of  2Tfmr.    'Xcli)  Yrnr. 

1  While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 
I  lasted  through  the  former  j  i  ar, 
Many  souls  their  nice  have  run, 

Never  more  to  meet  us  hi 

Fixed  in  an  eternal  state. 

They  have  done  with  all  below; 

We  a  little  longer  wail  ; 
But  how  little,  none  can  know. 

•2  As  the  winged  arrow  0 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find, 

As  the  lightning  from  the  si 

Darts,  and  leaves  no  trace  behind, 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

us  down  life's  rapid  stn  am  i 

Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise; 
All  below  is  hut  a  dream. 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  336 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us  henceforth  how  to  live 

With  eternity  in  view. 
Bless  thy  word  to  young  and  old ; 

Fill  us  with  a  Savior's  love  ; 
And,  when  life's  short  tale  is  told, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above  ! 

336.  8s  <fc  7s  M.         Bishop  Horne. 

Autumn  £2Uarnfnss. 

1  See  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 

Dry  and  withered,  to  the  ground, 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound, — 

2  "  Sons  of  Adam,  (once  in  Eden, 

Where,  like  us,  he,  blighted,  fell,) 
Hear  the  lesson  we  are  reading ; 
Mark  the  awful  truth  we  tell. 

3  "  Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread, 
View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Numbered  now  among  the  dead. 

4  "  What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you, 

Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace  ; 
Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you  ; 
Summer  gives  to  autumn  place. 

5  "  Yearly  in  our  course  returning, 

Messengers  of  shortest  stay, 
Thus  we  preach  this  truth  concerning, 
Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away." 

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6  On  the  tree  of  life  eternal 

O,  let  all  our  hopes  be  laid  ! 
This  alone,  forevei  vernal, 

Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 


337.  c.  1H.  Bkowvs. 

llcflrctfons  art  tUc  (Close  of  tijr  Fear. 

V  Amu  now.  my  soul,  another  year 
( >f  my  short  life  ii  passed  : 
I  cannot  long  continue  here  ; 

And  this  may  be  my  last 

"2  Fart  of  my  doubtful  life  is  gone, 
Nor  will  return  again  ; 
And  swift  my  fleeting  moments  run. 
The  few  whicji  yet  remain. 


3  Awake,  my  soul;  with  all  thy  care 

Thy  true  condition  learn  ; 
What  are  thy  hopes, —  how  sun-,  how  fair, 
And  what  thy  great  concern  ? 

4  Now  a  new  space  of  life  begins, 

Set  out  afresh  for  heaven  ; 
Seek  pardon  f<>r  thy  former  >iu^. 
Through  Chri    ,  Ij  given. 

5  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 

And  on  his  grace  depend : 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heavenly  road, 
V »r  'l«nil)t  a  happ)  end. 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.     338,339 

338.  L,.  M.  Heber. 
M  £<£?t)ii  stanfc  #e  fDlc  i)crc  1 " 

1  The  God  of  glory  walks  his  round, 

From  day  to  day,  from  year  to  year, 
And  warns  us  each,  with  awful  sound, 
"  No  longer  stand  ye  idle  here  ! 

2  "  Ye,  whose  young  cheeks  are  rosy-bright, 

Whose  hands  are  strong,  whose  hearts  are 
clear, 
Waste  not  of  hope  the  morning  light ! 
Ah,  fools,  why  stand  ye  idle  here  ? 

S  "  O,  if  the  griefs  ye  would  assuage 
That  wait  on  life's  declining  year, 
Secure  a  blessing  for  your  age, 

And  work  your  Maker's  business  here  ! 

4  "And  ye,  whose  locks  of  scanty  gray 

Foretell  your  latest  travail  near, 
How  swiftly  fades  your  worthless  day ! 
And  stand  ye  yet  so  idle  here  ?  " 

5  O  thou,  by  all  thy  works  adored, 

To  whom  the  sinner's  soul  is  dear, 
Recall  us  to  thy  vineyard,  Lord, 

And  grant  us  grace  to  please  thee  here ! 

339.  C.  M.  Stennett. 

Uanfts  of  tfje  fc&'orUr. 

1  In  vain  the  giddy  world  inquires, 
Forgetful  of  their  God, 
"  Who  will  supply  our  vast  desires, 
Or  show  us  any  good  ?  " 

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2  Through  the  wade  circuit  of  the  earth 

Their  eager  wishes  rove, 
In  chase  of  honor,  wealth,  and  mirth, 
The  phantoms  of  Lheir  love. 

3  But  oft  these  shadowy  joys  dude 

Their  oioal  intense  pursuit ; 
Or,  if  they  seize  ill*'  fancied  good, 
There's  poison  in  the  fruit 

4  Lord,  from  this  world  call  off  my  love  ; 

Set  my  affections  right  ; 
Bid  me  aspire  to  joys  above, 
And  walk  no  more  by  sight 

5  O,  let  the  glories  of  thy  face 

Upon  my  bosom  shine  ! 
Assured  of  thy  forgiving  grace, 
My  joys  will  be  divine. 

340«  C.  M.  Anontmous. 

(Dlfi  3{jr  anticipate*). 

1  When  in  the  vale  of  lengthened  \ears 

My  feeble  feet  shall  tread, 
And  I   survey  the  various  soenei 

Through  whieli  1  have  been  led, — 

2  How  many  mercies  will  my  life 

Before  ray  view  untold  ! 

™  hal  intlV^s  dangi  in  will  he  passed, 

What  tales  of  sorn.w  told  ! 

3  But  yet,  my  soul,  if  thou  canst  - 

I've  seen  my  <  J<>d  in  all ; 
In  every  blessing  owned  his  hand, 
In  ererj  loss  his  ,-all ;  — 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  341 

4  If  piety  has  marked  my  steps, 

And  love  my  actions  formed, 
And  purity  possessed  my  heart, 
And  truth  my  lips  adorned ;  — 

5  If  I  an  aged  servant  am 

Of  Jesus  and  of  God, 
I  need  not  fear  the  closing  scene, 
Nor  dread  th'  appointed  road. 

6  This  scene  will  all  my  labors  end, 

This  road  conduct  on  high  ; 
With  comfort  I'll  review  the  past, 
And  triumph  though  I  die. 


341.  C.  M.  Watts. 

preparation  for  <&V3  &gc.    Ps.  lxxi. 

1  My  God,  my  everlasting  Hope, 

I  live  upon  thy  truth ; 
Thy  hands  have  borne  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthened  all  my  youth. 

2  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen 

Repeated  every  year ; 
Behold,  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

3  Cast  me  not  ©ff  when  strength  declines, 

And  shadows  dim  my  eyes ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  shine 
Whene'er  thy  servant  dies. 

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342.  s.  M.  Scott. 
Wfstiom's  Voice  to  tt)c  -Sfniur. 

1  'Tis  Wisdom's  earnest  cry,  — 

Wisdom,  the  voice  of  God  ; 
To  young  and  old,  the  low  and  high, 
She  speaks  his  will  abroad. 

2  Within  the  human  breast 

Her  strong  monitions  plead  ; 

She  thunders  her  divine  protest 
ost  th1  unrighteous  deed. 

3  "  The  race  of  men  I  love  ; 

In  mercy  I  chastise  : 
Severely  faithful,  1  reprove;  — 
I  [ear,  mortals,  ami  he  wise. 

4  r*  My  ways  are  way-  of  peace  ; 

My  pleasures  never  cloy  : 
The  bliss  I  give  will  never  cease, 
But  lead  to  endless  joy.*1 

343.  L.     SI.  AlfOIfTMOOS. 

On  tftr  Drath  of  a  CMlto. 

1  As  the  sweet  Sower  which  scents  the  morn, 

But  withers  in  the  rising  day, 
Thus  lovely  seemed  the  infant's  dawn; 
Thus  swiftly  Bed  kU  life  away. 

2  Ere  sin  could  blight,  or  sorrow  • 

Death  timely  came,  with  friendly  care, 
The  opening  hud  to  heaven  conveyed, 
And  bade  it  bloom  forever  there. 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  344 

3  Yet  the  sad  hour  that  took  him  hence 

Perhaps  has  spared  a  heavier  doom, — 
Snatched  from  occasions  of  offence, 
Or  from  the  pangs  of  ills  to  come. 

4  He  died  before  his  infant  soul 

Had  ever  burned  with  wrong  desire, 
Had  ever  spurned  at  Heaven's  control, 
Or  ever  quenched  its  sacred  fire. 

5  He  died  to  sin,  he  died  to  care  ; 

But  for  a  moment  felt  the  rod, 
Then,  rising  on  the  viewless  air, 
His  happy  spirit  soared  to  God. 

344.  C.   M.  Anonymous. 

£|)e  JEJfDoto's  }3ra}>er. 

1  Though  faint  and  sick,  and  worn  away 

With  poverty  and  woe, 
My  widowed  feet  are  doomed  to  stray 
'Mid  thorny  paths  below, — 

2  Be  thou,  O  Lord,  my  Savior  still, 

My  Confidence  and  Guide  : 

I  know  that  perfect  is  thy  will, 

Whate'er  that  will  decide. 

3  I  know  the  soul  that  trusts  in  thee 

Thou  never  wilt  forsake  ; 
And  though  a  bruised  reed  I  be, 
That  reed  thou  wilt  not  break. 

4  Then,  keep  me,  Lord,  where'er  I  go, 

Support  me  on  my  way, 
Though,  worn  with  poverty  and  woe. 
My  widowed  footsteps  stray. 
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5  To  give  mi  weakness  strength,  O  God, 
Thy  staff  shaU  ye(  avail ; 
And,  though  thou  chasten  with  thy  rod, 
That  stall* shall  never  fail. 

345.  7s    ,fc    6s     Jf,  BURTON. 

jFlfflijt  of  (Time. 

1  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  hut  a  winter's  'lay  — 

A  journey  to  tin-  tomb  : 
Youth  and  vigor  Boon  will  flee, 

Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms  ; 
All  that's  mortal  soon  shall  be 

Enclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 

2  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  hom<  : 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day  — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb ; 
But  the  Christian  shaU  enjoy 

Health  and  beauty,  soon,  above, 
Far  beyond  the  world's  alloy, 
Secure  in  Jesus1  love. 

346.  O.   M.  Mrs.   Brown. 

SMKuftt, 

l  1  love  to  steal  awhile  away 
Prom  every  cumbering  care, 

And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humb  ■ 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  347 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear, 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead, 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore, 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  Him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven  ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day ! 

347.  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

Cfje  Soul's  Spring. 

1  Incle3ient  Winter's  icy  hand 

May  strip  the  trees,  and  seal  the  ground  ; 
But  Spring  shall  soon  his  rage  withstand, 
And  spread  new  beauties  all  around. 

2  Jesus,  my  glorious  Sun,  arise  ; 

'Tis  thine  the  frozen  heart  to  move  ; 
O,  hush  my  storms,  and  clear  my  skies, 
And  let  me  feel  thy  vital  love  ! 

3  Afford  my  waiting  soul  a  spring, 

And  from  my  wintry  bonds  redeem  ; 
Shine  forth,  and  warm  my  heart  to  sing, 
And  thy  rich  love  shall  be  my  theme ! 

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4  Love  tills  the  soil  and  sous  the  seed, 
And  love  provides  the  sun  and  rain, 
Till  from  the  tender  blade  proceed 
The  ripe  and  plenteous  harvest  grain. 

348.  s.   "M.  Montgomery. 

-SrrMfmc. 

1  Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed  ; 

At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand  : 
To  doubt  and  tear  give  thou  no  heed  ; 
Broadcast  it  o'er  the  land  :  — 

2  And  duly  shall  appear. 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 

The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

3  Thou  canst  qoI  toil  in  vain  : 

Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry, 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
Fur  gamers  in  the  sky. 

4  Thence,  when  the  glorious  end, 

The  day  of  God,  is  come, 
The  angel-reapers  shall  descend. 
And  heaven  crj ,  M  I  [arveet  home  !  " 

349.  7s     M.  COLLYER. 

1  Pleasing  spring  again  i>  1  .■ 
T      -  and  fields  in  bloom  appear  ; 
Hark  !   the  birds,  with  artless  lays, 
Warble  their  (  >.  ator's  p 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  350 

2  Lord,  afford  a  spring  to  me  ; 
Let  me  feel  like  what  I  see  : 
Ah  !  my  winter  has  been  long, 
Chilled  my  hopes,  suppressed  my  song. 

3  How  the  soul  in  winter  mourns, 
Till  the  Lord,  the  Sun,  returns  ! 
Till  the  Spirit's  gentle  rain 
Bids  the  heart  revive  again  ! 

4  O  beloved  Savior,  haste ; 

Tell  me  all  the  storms  are  past : 
Speak,  and  by  thy  gracious  voice 
Make  my  drooping  soul  rejoice. 

Oc>0.  §.   M.  Anonymous. 

£f)c  Reasons.    Summer. 

1  Great  God,  at  thy  command 

Seasons  in  order  rise  : 
Thy  power  and  love  in  concert  reign 
Through  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies. 

2  How  balmy  is  the  air  ! 

How  warm  the  sun's  bright  beams  ! 
While,  to  refresh  the  ground,  the  rains 
Descend  in  gentle  streams.    I 

3  With  grateful  praise  we  own 

Thy  providential  hand, 
While  grass,  and  herbs,  and  waving  corn, 
Adorn  and  bless  the  land. 

4  But  greater  still  the  gift 

Of  thine  incarnate  Son  ; 
By  him  forgiveness,  peace,  and  joy, 
Through  endless  ages  run. 

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351,352     OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS. 

351.  7s  M.  Barbauld. 

<riir  Seasons. 

1  Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days! 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  toogiM  s  employ. 

2  All  thai  Spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scatters  o'er  the  Bmiling  land, — 
All  that  liberal  Autumn  pours 
From  her  rich,  overflowing  stores, — 

3  These  to  that  dear  Source  we  owe 
Whence  our  sweetest  comforts  flow; 
These,  through  all  my  happy  days. 
Claim  my  cheerful  songs  of  praise. 

4  Lord,  to  thee  my  soul  should  raise 
Grateful,  never-ending  praia 
And,  when  every  blessing  *s  down. 
Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 

352.  O.  Stkfi.f.. 

1  When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 

And  blossoms  di-ek  the  SDTi 

And  fragrance  n  ever)  . 

I  low  sweel  the  vernal  day  ! 

2  Hark,  bow  the  feathered  warblers  sing! 

*Tis  nature's  cl 
Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  spring, 
And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.     353,354 

3  O  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart-; 
Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 
Spring  blooming  in  my  heart. 

4  Inspired  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 

Glad  nature's  cheerful  song, 
And  love  and  gratitude  divine 
Attune  my  joyful  tongue. 

353.  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

Earliest. 

1  To  praise  the  bounteous  Lord  of  all, 

Wake  all  our  thankful  powers ; 
He  calls,  and  at  his  call  come  forth 
The  smiling  harvest  hours. 

2  His  covenant  with  the  earth  he  keeps  ; 

His  goodness  we  will  sing ; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time, 
And  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 

3  Teach  us,  O  gracious  God,  to  sow 

The  seeds  of  righteousness  ; 
Shine  on  our  souls,  and  with  thy  beams 
The  ripening  harvest 'bless. 

354.  C.  M.      West  Boston  Col. 

<£t)c  Ctjrfstfan  tncouraQcTr  fix  Sfcfeness. 

1  O,  there's  a  better  world  on  high  ; 
Hope  on,  thou  pious  breast ; 
Faint  not,  thou  traveller  ;  on  the  sky 
Thy  weary  feet  shall  rest. 

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2  Anguish  may  rend  each  vital  part ; 

Poor  man,  thy  strength  how  frail  ! 
Yet  Heaven's  own  strength  shall  shield  thy  heart, 
When  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail. 

3  Through  death's  dark  vale,  of  deepest  shade, 

Thy  feet  must  surely  go ; 
Yet  there,  e'en  there,  walk  undismayed  ; 
'Tis  thy  last  scene  of  woe. 

4  Thy  God  —  and  with  the  tenderest  hand  — 

Shall  guard  the  traveller  through; 
"  Hail  !  "  shalt  thou  cry  ;  "  hail,  promised  land  ! 
And,  wilderness,  adieu  !  " 

5  O  Father,  make  our  souls  thy  care, 

And  bring  us  safe  to  thee; 
Where'er  thou  art,  —  we  ask  not  where, — 
But  there  'tis  heaven  to  be. 

SOO*  C.    M.  1 1  BGI1I BOTB  am. 

Comfort  fa  i^fcfcnrss  ant)  Dratt). 

1  WHEN  sickness  shakes  the  languid  frame, 

Each  dazzling  pleasure  flies; 
Phantoms  ofbilSB  no  mure  ohseure 
Our  long-deluded  eyes. 

2  The  tottering  frame  of  mortal  life 

Shall  crumble  into  dual : 
Nature  shall  faint  :   hut  learn,  my  soul, 
On  nature's  (  rod  to  trust 

;{  The  man  whose  pious  heart  is  fixed 
( >n  his  all-gracioua  I  rod, 

In  every  frown  may  comfort  find, 

And  kiss  the  chastening  rod. 


OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS.  356 

4  Nor  him  shall  death  itself  alarm; 
On  heaven  his  soul  relies  ; 
With  joy  he  views  his  Maker's  love, 
And  with  composure  dies. 

356.  c.  P.   M.  W.  Boston  Col. 

Z\>z  tiijfng  CJjrfstfan. 

1  When  life's  tempestuous  storms  are  o'er, 
How  calm  he  meets  the  friendly  shore, 

Who  lived  averse  from  sin  ! 
Such  peace  on  virtue's  paths  attends, 
That,  where  the  sinner's  pleasure  ends, 

The  Christian's  joys  begin. 

2  See  smiling  patience  smooth  his  brow ! 
See  bending  angels  downward  bow, 

To  cheer  his  way  on  high  ! 
While,  eager  for  the  blest  abode, 
He  joins  with  them  to  praise  the  God 

Who  taught  him  how  to  die. 

3  No  sorrow  drowns  his  lifted  eyes  ; 
No  horror  wrests  the  struggling  sighs, 

As  from  the  sinner's  breast ; 
His  God,  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
Pours  kindly  solace  from  above, 

And  soothes  his  soul  to  rest. 

4  O  grant,  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 
Such  joys  may  gild  my  peaceful  end ; 

So  calm  my  evening  close  ; 
While,  loosed  from  every  earthly  tie, 
With  steady  confidence  I  fly 

To  thee  from  whom  I  rose. 

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357.  L.   M.  Watts 

Alt  a  Jfunrrnl. 

1  Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb; 

Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room, 

To  slumber  in  the  silent  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 

Invade  thy  bounds;  QO  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept ;  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave,  and  blest  the  bed. 
Rest,  then,  dear  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 

4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn  ; 

Attend,  O  earth,  his  sovereign  word; 
Restore  thy  trust ;  a  glorious  form 
Shall  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 

358.  C.  Doddridge. 
Sit  a  jFuncval. 

1  Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms? 
Tis  but  the  voice  thai  Jesus  sends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb? 
Twaa  there  the  Bavior's  body  lay, 
And  left  a  lonLr  p'-rfume. 

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3  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blest, 
And  softened  every  bed  : 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  their  dying  Head  ? 

3o*)»  10  s  M.  Montgomery. 

Dcati;  of  a  itttiifstcr  fix  ins  ^rfmc. 

Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime, 
In  full  activity  of  zeal  and  power  ; 

A  Christian  cannot  die  before  his  time  ; 

The  Lord's  appointment  is  the  servant's  hour. 

Go  to  the  grave  ;  at  noon  from  labor  cease  ; 

Rest  on  thy  sheaves  ;  thy  harvest-task  is  done  ; 
Come  from  the  heat  of  battle,  and  in  peace, 

Soldier,  go  home ;  with  thee  the  fight  is  won. 

Go  to  the  grave ;  for  there  thy  Savior  lay 
In  death's  embraces,  ere  he  rose  on  high ; 

And  all  the  ransomed,  by  that  narrow  way, 
Pass  to  eternal  life  beyond  the  sky. 

Go  to  the  grave  :  —  no,  take  thy  seat  above  ; 

Be  thy  pure  spirit  present  with  the  Lord, 
Where  thou  for  faith  and  hope  hast  perfect  love, 

And  open  vision  for  the  written  word. 

360.  g.  M.  Montgomery. 

©n  tf)c  Beat!)  of  an  aQcfr  ^-Hinfster. 

1  Servant  of  God,  well  done  ! 
Rest  from  thy  loved  employ ; 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won, 
Enter  thv  Master's  joy. 

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360  OCCASIONAL    AND    MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  The  voice  of  midnight  came  ; 

I  [e  started  up  to  hear : 

A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame  — 
I  [e  toll,  l>ut  felt  no  fear. 

3  Tranquil  amidst  alarms, 

It  found  him  on  the  field, 
A  veteran  slumbering  on  his  arms, 
Beneath  his  red-cross  shield. 

•1  The  pains  of  death  are  past ; 
Labor  ami  sorrow  cease  ; 
And,  life's  long  war  id  at  last, 

His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 

5  Soldier  of  Christ,  we'll  done  ! 
Praise  be  thy  now  employ  ; 
And  while  eternal  ages  run, 
Rest  in  thy  Savior's  joy. 

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1.  L.   M.  Watts. 

1  From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word : 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 


2.  7s  M.  Cowpj 

1  Now  may  He  who  from  the  dead 

Brought  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Jesus  Christ,  our  King  and  Head, 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep ! 

2  May  he  teach  us  to  fulfil 

What  is  pleasing  in  his  sight, 
Perfect  us  in  all  his  will, 

And  preserve  us  day  and  night ! 

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3.  8s  <fe  7s   II.  Anonymous. 

1  Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing, 

I  [ope  and  comfor^from  above  ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  peace  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 

For  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  ! 


4.  8s  &   7s    M.  J.  Newton. 

1  May  the  grace  of  Christ  our  Savior, 
And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above ! 

'2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 

And  possess,  in  sweel  communion, 

Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford  ! 

5.  S.    M.  Watts 

1  Thy  name,  almighty  Lord, 

Shall  sound  through  distant  lands: 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word  j 
Thy  truth  forever  stands. 

•J  Far  be  thine  honor  spread, 
And  long  thy  praise  endure, 
Till  morning  light  and  evening  shade 
Shall  be  exchanged  n  i  m 


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6.  8s  «fc  7s  M.  Fawcett. 

1  Praise  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator  ! 

Praise  to  thee  from  every  tongue  ! 
Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature, 
Join  the  universal  song. 

2  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 

For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound  his  praise  through  earth  and  heaven, 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high  ! 


7 .  7S  M.  Kelley. 

1  Savior,  bless  thy  word  to  all ; 

Quick  and  powerful  let  it  prove  ; 
O,  may  sinners  hear  thy  call  ! 
Let  thy  people  grow  in  love. 

2  Thine  own  gracious  message  bless  ; 

Follow  it  with  power  divine  ; 
Give  the  gospel  full  success ;  — 
Thine  the  work,  the  glory  thine. 

3  Savior,  bid  the  world  rejoice ; 

Send,  0,  send  thy  truth  abroad  ; 
Let  the  nations  hear  thy  voice  — 
Hear  it,  and  return  to  God. 


S.  7s  31. 


Anonymous. 


1  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 
Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us,  henceforth,  how  to  live 
With  eternity  in  view. 

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2  Bless  thy  word  to  old  and  young  ; 

Granl  us,  Lord,  thy  peace  and  love  ; 
And,  when  life's  short  race  is  run, 
Take  us  to  thy  liou.se  above* 

9*  7s  M.  H.  K.  Whitk. 

1  Christians,  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
Every  voice  and  every  heart 
Join,  and  to  our  Father  raise 

One  last  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

2  THough  we  here  should  meet  no  more, 
Yet  there  is  a  brighter  shore; 

There,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
There  we  all  may  meet  again. 

3  Now  to  Him  who  reigns  in  heaven 
Be  eternal  glory  given  ! 
Grateful  for  thy  love  divine, 

O,  may  all  our  hearts  be  thine  ! 


10. 


!,.   M, 


Praise  God,  from  whom  all  blessings  flow! 

Praise  him,  all  creatures  here  below  I 

Praise  him,  above,  ye  heavenly  throng  ! 

Praise  God,  our  Father,  in  your  son::! 

11.  CM. 

To  The,-,  whose  temple  is  all  space, 
W  hose  altar,  earth,  sea.  skies, 

One  chorus  let  all  beings  raise, 
All  nature's  incense  rise! 


DOXOLOGIES. 


12.  S.  M. 

To  God,  the  only  wise, 
Our  Savior  and  our  King, 

Let  all  who  dwell  below  the  skies 
Their  grateful  praises  sing. 


13. 


7s  M. 


All  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord ; 

All  ye  lands,  your  voices  raise ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  with  loud  accord, 

Praise  the  Lord,  forever  praise. 

14.  H.  M. 

Now  to  the  King  of*  heaven 

Your  cheerful  voices  raise  ; 
To  him  be  glory  given, 

Power,  majesty,  and  praise. 
Wide  as  he  reigns, 
His  name  be  sung, 
By  every  tongue, 
In  endless  strains. 


SELECTION  OF  TUNES. 


i 


INDEX 


Pa^e  of 
Music. 

L.  M.  ..9 

..do, 
..do. 


Duke  Street 
Hamburg,  . . 
Hebron,  .... 
Palestine,  . . . 
Tallis's  Even- 
ing Hymn 
Uxbridge,  . . . 

Ward, do 

Balerma,  C.  M.  .10 

Coronation, do 3 

Jordan, do.  ...  14 

Lanesborough, ...  do.  ...11 

.   21  s 


..do. 
..do. 
..do. 


Pag-e  of 
Alusic. 

Peterborough,  .C.  M.  ..12 

Stephens, do 16 

Woodstock, do 13 

Olmutz, S.  M.  ..17 

Olney, do 18 

Shirland, do 19 

Italian  Hymn,  6s  «fc  4s,  23 

Missionary   )   „     ,    _     „. 

Hymn/    \   7s  &  6s'  24 

Hotham, 7s,  .  .  .20 

Pleyel's  Hymn,,  .do.  . .  .22 


NOTICE 


In  compliance  with  the  wishes  of  several  friends,  who 
intend  to  use  this  Hjann-Book  in  their  social  meetings,  1 
have  annexed  a  few  sacred  tunes. 

Those  who  are  accustomed  to  the  selection  and  setting 
of  tunes,  will   not  need  to  refer  to  the  music;  but  it  is 
hoped  that  it  may  prove  of  some  assistance  to  those  who 
are  less  skilful  and  confident. 
27d 


SELECTION  OF  TUNES, 


CORONATION,      C.  M. 


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All    hail  the  great  Immanuel's  name 


S. 


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Let       an  -  gels  pros  -  trate      fall 


279 


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feg 


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And    crown  him      Lord     of 


all 


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And  crown  him       Lord  of      al 


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HEBROJI.      L. 


Pi 


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gai 


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WARD.      L.  M. 


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SEEfezSz: 


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Life,  love,  and    joy,    still     gliding  through, 


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Kingdoms  and  thrones  to      God    be  -  long; 


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IBBIDGB.     L.  M. 


m^nnm 


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The  heaveni  declare  thy    <rl<>  -  ry,    Lord  . 


In        ev-ery  st:ir  t!iy       wis  -  ilu 111  ihines; 


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DUKE  STREET.      L.  M 


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Lord,  when  thou  didst  as  -  cend      on     high. 


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Ten  thousand     an  -  gels      filled  the      sky  ; 


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Those  heavenly  guards  a  -  -  round   thee  wait, 


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Like  chariots    that  at-  tend  thy  state. 


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10  BALltll,     G.  M 


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O,    hap-py     is     the  man  who  bean 


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In  -  -  strnc  -  tion  |     warn  -  ing      voice, 
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Si 


I 


5=1* 


H 


«      I ■:ir  -   -   ly,         on !y      choice. 


ffi 


LANESBOROUGH.      CM.  11 


=*E 


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Early,  my  God,  without  de-  lay,    I  haste  to 


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way,    My  thirst  -  y  spir -it     faints      a 


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way,     With  -  out      thy     cheering      grace. 


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287 


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PETERBOROITiH.      C.  M. 


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WOODSTOCK.      C.  M. 


13 


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JORDAN.      CM. 


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STEPHENS.      C.  H 


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17 


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OLBIEY.     S.  M 


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The      Spir  -  -  it       in       our       hearts 


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mm 


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m 


run,  And  life      and    light    convey. 


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295 


20 


II 0 T II A  M .      7s. 


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m^m^m 


Je  -  bus,  Sa  -  vior      of   my     soul, 


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m^=t 


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22  PLEYEL'S    HYIU.      7s. 


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III 


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ITALIAN   HYMN.     6s  &  4s, 


23 


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name       to       sing,       Help  us     to      praise 


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Come,  and  reign  o  -  ver  us,  Ancient  of    Days 


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24       MISSIONARY    HYMN.      7s  &  6s, 


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p=3£fOJ±A=a 


From      In  -  dia's    cor  -  al  strand, 


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Their     land    from     er  -  ror's       chain. 


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PALESTINE.      L.  M. 


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Peace,  troubled    soul,  whose  plaintive 


±±± 


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t=tt 


I 


Hath      taujrht 


these 


rtr-: 


jezi 


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rocks       the      notes  of       woe 


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I  thy  complaint,   suppress    thy      groan, 


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balm     is       found       To      lull 


thy 


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pain,        to        heal     thy         wound. 


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28    TALUS' S   EVENING    HYMN.     L.  M 


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5      0 


Glo  -  ry     to  thee,  my  God,    this     ni^ht 

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Keep  me,      O       keep  me,    King  of  kings, 


aqTFf^ffl^^ 


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